Zoey Hickman
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Freelance writer with big depression and little skills other than talking too much.
You can find some of my works in Adolescent, Daily Dead, Lithium Magazine, All Ages Of Geek, and Screen Queens.
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After Months of Quarantining, Can I Cope With My Social Anxiety?
It’s been almost a year since we all bunkered down for the first time in response to the COVID-19 outbreak. For most of those months, I’ve been sitting patiently, dreaming about being around people again. Going to clubs, meeting people at parties, and dating again all sounded like music to my ears a few weeks ago. But ever since I moved back to the city from my COVID-induced hiatus, my social anxiety has been ever-growing.
By Zoey Hickman5 years ago in Psyche
The Problem With Lana Del Rey’s ‘Soft Feminism’
I, like many internet-bred teenagers of the 2010s, had a pretty thick Lana Del Rey phase. Right along with Marina (and The Diamonds), Lorde, and Arctic Monkeys, a lot of my personality was born and bred from the kind of music that you’d find swimming in almost every Tumblr user’s “xxsadnessxx” playlist on 8track. It was mourning a wasted youth that you were currently living, wishing you could be experiencing life instead of lingering in the magazine-cutout-coated walls of your childhood bedroom.
By Zoey Hickman6 years ago in Viva
Who Could I Be In Paris?. First Place in Virtual Postcard Challenge.
I first dreamt of Paris at the spritely age of nine. I wish I could say it was because I had experienced something infinitely more poetic than the truth, but to be completely honest, it was after I’d first seen Ratatouille. Yeah, that one. The Pixar movie about the rat who cooks.
By Zoey Hickman6 years ago in Wander
In The Corpse
When I stopped wanting—wanting to work, make, feel, be—I started sleeping a lot. I don’t know if you know this, but there’s a kind of limit on how much one person can sleep. Even after hitting that limit more than a few times throughout my life, I still couldn’t tell you what it is. I haven’t done any testing. All I know is that it exists. A thin line, dictating your ability to sleep and to not.
By Zoey Hickman6 years ago in Psyche
Nostalgic Songs For Twenty-Somethings Stuck At Their Parents’ House
In scary times like these, we naturally want to be near our loved ones. A lot of us twenty-somethings, out of fear for ourselves, situations, or family members, flocked to our childhood homes to stay (safely) close to them. Some of us are also college students, in which case there wasn’t much of a decision to be made on whether or not we’d be coming home.
By Zoey Hickman6 years ago in Beat
We’ve All Been Sleeping On Netflix’s French Shows
In this time of isolation, we’re all finding ourselves streaming more. Netflix is happily updating it’s library right on schedule as we beg for the next big show. While we can all hope to see something as riveting as Tiger King come to our screens once again, I think American streamers have been missing out.
By Zoey Hickman6 years ago in Geeks
Taking A Walk Through My Hometown During A Pandemic
On a sunny, bird-song morning, I decided to take a walk. I’ve always enjoyed walking, and on the ever-sprawling streets of Manhattan it’s easy. There’s no getting lost when you’re wandering a grid. The same cannot be said about my hometown.
By Zoey Hickman6 years ago in Wander
This Is What Social Distancing With Depression Looks Like
I’ve been seeing a lot of memes recently about COVID-19. Well, we all have. It’s everywhere, viral even online. But, specifically, I saw a meme that said something like “how sad is it that my life hasn’t changed at all since I started self-isolating”. A joke for introverts, I’m sure. But it felt true to me in this deeply uncomfortable way.
By Zoey Hickman6 years ago in Psyche
We Need To Talk About Communism
I’ve been a politically-minded person for as long as I can remember. It’s always been something that fascinated me. I remember being very young, watching broadcast news discussing some politician. They used the word “communist” and I wasn’t sure what it meant, or even what the context was at the time. What I did know was that it didn’t sound pleasant.
By Zoey Hickman6 years ago in The Swamp
I'm A Lesbian Who's Attracted To Men
The first time someone called me a lesbian (to my face) was in the sixth grade. I don't remember what I did to deserve it. I do remember the sound of one of my fellow classmates screaming it at me across the playground. I also remember the sound of the other kids laughing and the shame that it sent through my body. That word, I learned, was not something I wanted people to call me again.
By Zoey Hickman6 years ago in Humans
