You are not alone.
You are not alone.
When guys on Grindr asked me what I was looking for, I wanted to respond, “A permanent address.”
The owner of Center Lovell Inn and Restaurant is holding an essay contest with the property as the prize.
I fought sweat and tears to bury my grandfather in the mountains of Jamaica, his last home.
Exploring subjects from skateboarding to Sylvia Plath, and attempting to write your first novel to jumping into the sea, these are some of our favorite essays we published this year. *Ranked in no particular order*
A woman who confronted her abusive stepfather. A man who bought a house in Detroit for $500. A 33-year-old who suffered and survived a stroke. Reflections on love, loss, and life in these great essays.
The best way I’ve found to fight my anxiety is with a pair of knitting needles.
“I don’t want to pretend like my parents never existed because they died a death that isn’t as socially acceptable as others.” As told to Krystie Yandoli.
It’s made me more aware of certain things on the road — but possibly less mindful.
After meeting a much younger white man online, I began exploring what it would be like to have a submissive lover.
I thought nothing could go wrong — and then I was diagnosed with HELLP syndrome, a pregnancy-related illness I had never even heard of.
Nightmares are real.
Just because you’re curious about my ancestry, my beliefs, and my experiences doesn’t mean I owe you answers.
I’m a black woman who was arrested while out with my white male friend. The cops said it was a case of mistaken identity, but eight years later, I find that hard to believe.
Late night stays white because it’s taken everything it needs from black pioneers like Arsenio Hall. Comedian W. Kamau Bell weighs in on why that matters.
I thought if I could figure out why he’d stabbed someone, then died in a motorcycle crash, I’d be able to find closure with our abusive relationship. But the story of his death was just as complicated as his life was.
I used to think God made a mistake when he made me. This is how I realized I was wrong.
BuzzFeed Ideas is relaunching and we’re looking for unique, well-told personal essays that people will want to share. Here’s an FAQ.
The doctors prescribe pills that cause uncontrolled muscle movements, mania, and hallucinations. Our family clings to storytelling in order to survive.
I swore off wearing jean shorts for 15 years until I unlocked their true essence.
If you’ve never experienced at least one of these, everyone else at school probably hates you.
Research? Who needs it.
Relationships are difficult as is. Moving 9,000 miles just to keep one going probably doesn’t help.
Think essays are just something boring you write for class? These masterpieces will make you totally reconsider.
Try though you may, you’ll never live quite like a student again.
Most people get the disease and don’t notice it. But it landed me in the hospital and out of school for a long time.
Here is an essay that a sixth grader wrote about Beyoncé for her English term paper. (She wanted help on it.) It’s honest and kind of hilarious. Everything about it makes us secretly wish we could go back to grade school.
I hate those fake doughnuts.
I’ve been inside a lot of PETA costumes. Some of them are warmer and more comfortable than others. This is what they’re like.
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