Jen Glantz

We can never judge another person’s relationship. We’re always on the outside.

I’m not quite sure when it happens, but there’s a certain moment in our teenage lives when our minds become clouded with dating rules.

I burned 65 calories just trying to cancel my gym membership, just from being on the phone with one person, then another, until finally I found myself shouting at a pulsing dial tone.

New York city tells me all the time that I need to move faster.

As our faces and our bodies and our self-esteem changes, so does what we learn from taking this very up close and personal photos of ourselves.

Try looking in the mirror every single morning and saying those words out loud. So I did.

He’s known me for three years.

Let me ask you….What did you want to be when you grew up and are you doing that job now?
You know what. Someone should ask us this once a year, every year, until we’re of age to retire.

Five years ago, I packed up everything with my name scribbled on it and stuffed it into the leather backseat of my car.

“I’m so scared to make changes in my life because of all that could go wrong.”

“Pressure is a privilege. So is turning another year older.”

“What have I failed at?” I said, repeating the question to buy some more time. So that I could remember why I was there and who I was with and, I guess, most importantly how the heck to answer a question like that.