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I want to tell all of my trans family, friends, and colleagues: I see you, I love you, and I have your back. Always. 💖

🎉 Exciting News! 📚 I am thrilled to announce that I have been accepted for a research residency at the New York Public Library! The NYPL has been my second home for over three years as I've worked on my Ph.D., so I'm beyond excited about this opportunity. It will allow me to dive deeper into my studies on media psychology and further explore the impact of media narratives on our lives and society. I deeply appreciate this chance to advance my research and can't wait to share my insights and discoveries!

❗️Help Requested❗️

I’m working on a new study and am looking for true crime podcast hosts (18+) 🎙️ to answer a brief online survey (would take approx. 10 min) on podcast motivations and wellbeing. If that is you, I’d love your insights. Details here: http://tinyurl.com/349rpjfd.

Not a true crime podcaster? No worries! You can still help by forwarding it to your community.

Thank you! 🙏

Edinburgh makes me a very happy human.

Grief is a curious thing. For me, it’s a mix of sadness, nostalgia, relief, connection, disconnection, gratitude …

A few weeks ago, my dad, Ron, passed away, and I have been feeling all those things and much more lately.

My dad had his own way of doing things. Growing up, he logged the mileage on his sneakers in a notebook, calling it his “shoe-odometer.” He would unload the dishwasher by doing the “race of the racks,” alternating between unloading one thing from the top rack and then the bottom to see which one finished first. And, he would make rubber band balls. It’s one of the things my kids remember the most. He would take a few rubber bands and roll them up. Whenever he found a rubber band, he added it to the ball. The last one I saw probably had 500 rubber bands on it. My dad had a way of doing little things that would leave an impression.

It’s so easy to brush these things away, but these are what made him charming, and it’s where he held the lessons for a good life. And, the greatest lesson he taught me was to notice the little things because that is where life’s biggest joys are.

Dad, thank you for all the lessons. Holding you and the joy you experienced and shared in my heart