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Last week, at the BET Hip Hop Awards, Eminem — notorious for his rare public appearances — surprised fans with a freestyle performance now titled “The Storm.” In it, the rap star rips 

I’ve gotten a consistent eight hours of sleep the last couple of nights, and as I sit here typing at 8:47 p.m. on a Monday night, I still feel miserable. My bed is all I can think about. Being able to crawl into my soft sheets and close my eyes will certainly be the best part of my day.

“Two, four, six, eight, who do we appreciate?” is a chant ingrained in the mind of every kid who played youth sports.

Ben Charlson 

What can I say about my hometown in Northern Michigan? A small village right on the harbor, with plenty of hipster-y restaurants and quaint knick-knack shops, it's the perfect spot for upper middle class families to vacation during the summer.

“As a straight, white, cisgender man of relatively high socioeconomic status and having been raised in the Catholic Church …”

After trial and error with plant-based eating over the course of this year, I finally decided to ditch the dairy products I relied on and be a “real vegan.” I always imagined when I changed my diet I would have some challenges with cravings for my favorite comfort foods.

I grew up in Traverse City.

I never found school to be all that boring. I kind of liked high school, with its different clubs and sports teams to join, cool people to meet and interesting things to learn. 

As the kid of psychoanalysts, I’m often asked whether my parents analyzed me while I was growing up. And I don’t really know the answer to that question. I used to immediately, assuredly say, “No, of course not,” thinking that there was no way my parents saw me as they saw their patients.

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