MADELEINE
GRACE CO. 

Today is Autism Awareness Day, and I’ve spent the last fortnight wondering what that even means. What is it that we are all being ‘made...

"I don't want this to sound creepy," one of the girls said, "but I already know who you are." I was a little taken aback.

I feel it sitting heavily on my chest like one of my weighted blankets. I wheeze it into my lungs, and cough out the burning taste. It is...

It’s day 4 of our honeymoon, and I’m sitting by a little gas fire, alone. My fiancé —no, husband, I remind myself— is fast asleep in the...

9 months ago, I wrote a piece on how much it sucks when you're not invited to something. At the time, I felt isolated and excluded.

We were young teenagers when the separation started at youth group. It was a novelty. A whole night without the boys? We stayed in the...

I was sitting in a meeting last year, fiddling with my glass and listening to the leaders share their vision for the team. They were...

Kids were screaming, and chlorine stung my eyes. I stood barefooted on the edge of the pool. The floaties on my arms felt tight, and my pink

It's 1am, and I can't sleep. My heart is heavy and my mind is full of unpleasantness. I shouldn't be feeling like this; lonely, angry, and

I'm feeling afraid. I grip my keys tighter and walk faster. I can hear the blood rushing in my ears, and feel the heat crawling up my neck.

It was a Monday night. The sun was setting, and the mosquitoes came out. The day had been muggy, and we were grateful for the cool change.

When I came back from outreach, I was worried. I knew I’d be faced with the question; “What did God do?” And although I knew He’d done so...

“What are you doing here?” They asked me, a cloud of smoke puffing from their lips. I wasn’t so sure. It was 1am, and the Malechon was...

The iron gate stared us down. We craned our necks up and squinted into the sun, trying to spot someone through the open window above....

Come home, I hear Him whisper. Just come. As you are. I consider it. Weigh the choice in my mind — because it is a choice. I think of all...

There are people who’ve stripped me of my innocence. Not all of it, but a lot. They were gentle at first. I believed their intentions...

Dear friendly man on the street, I'm sorry that I ignored your "hello" today. I'm sorry that I looked away when you smiled at me. ...

I sat there in the park under a cuddly sun and biting breeze. An old man approached me with a smile, and introduced himself as Manuel. He...

Just a refresher: I was diagnosed with a Social Anxiety Disorder at 16. The awkwardness of being around people didn't just control where...