
How are you? I’m good. Have you ever reached a point where your life feels like a lie the whole time? No matter how many hollow how are yous you’re asked, you’re always good, even...

I’m tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface Don’t know what you’re expecting of me Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes Every...

An unashamed confession: About two weeks ago, the entire Thir.st team was huddled in a karaoke room celebrating our In-Dependence Day, throats going hoarse as we screamed into the mics: I tried so...

‘Tis the season for broken hearts. It’s always the season. Somewhere in the world, a heart is breaking. In this very moment, someone has just been dumped, someone is struggling to come to...

I have depression and no one in church knows. Some of the adults have asked about my health, noting that I look tired, grey and wane. But how do I come clean about my condition when anxiety is...

Dear Depression, I want to thank you. Even though you’ve taught me how to sob soundlessly into the depths of a pillow, hands clutching desperately at the sheets like a drowning man grasping a...

Rest: That which stills your body, soul and spirit – whatever releases you momentarily from the pressures of society. It could involve sleep, just chilling with friends over food and drinks, or...

Some nights, before I sleep, I browse through my phone calendar. (Not the best way to deal with insomnia, I’ll admit.) I have little reminders set up for almost every day of the month. They...

I once believed that one day I’d change the world in a good, unselfish, non-superficial way. But real life hit me hard. I was overrun by a deep existential crisis. No, not the kind you feel...