Category Archives: 20-Somethings

The Myth of ‘Being Completed’

You complete me.” “Will you accept this final rose?” “I’m only me when I’m with you.” Don’t we all want to hear those words said to us? Don’t we all want to feel like we’ve found that one person in the world who makes us whole, who meets our needs and gives us the happily ever after ending to our stories? Don’t we all want to feel like we’ve been chosen, that ‘our person’ is finally permanent?

Truth Vs. Opinions

Is it actually wrong to steal someone’s car for fun? How about cheating on a test in school, or treating someone poorly because of the their skin color?

For many of us in the United States—particularly kids in school—answering “yes” those questions might be more complicated than we might think.

In a recent piece for the New York Times, philosophy professor Justin McBrayer (who received his Ph.D. at Mizzou and attended The Crossing) writes of discovering two signs on the bulletin board of his son’s second grade class. They read:

Fact: Something that is true about a subject and can be tested or proven.

Opinion: What someone thinks, feels, or believes.

Note that these definitions apparently suggest that claims must either be a fact or an opinion. What’s the problem with that? McBrayer explains:

Instagramming My Inner Demons

Please excuse me; this is the pot calling the kettle black. Currently I operate not one, but two Instagram accounts. Every night, just before falling asleep, I peruse an endless feed of images. Picture after picture, set into vignettes of sepia-toned antiquity that turn mundane moments into cultural artifacts. That’s the draw of Instagram, isn’t

How to Find the True You

Are you on a journey of self-discovery? Do you sense that one of your purposes on earth is finding the true you? To be honest with yourself? To be authentic? Real? If so, you’re not alone. For right or wrong, western culture spurs this exploration and all it’s dalliances. I spend most of my time

Why Does Work Suck in Your 20s?

Let me lay my cards on the table. I’m a twenty-something. So I write not as a seasoned worker, but as a peer struggling to finding meaning after college. I became disillusioned with work quickly after graduation. My job was to fundraise, and I expected this to be both encouraging and quick. It was neither.