The Yearbook Office
Writings on staying alive
 

I am the hipster who ruins your formerly ethnic neighborhood with my software job salary and gentrification.

I am the hipster who moved from the Midwest to the coast and cannot fathom moving back (except maybe to Chicago).

I am the millennial who expects their job to be fulfilling and not utterly soul crushing 100% of the time.

I am the millennial who does not hold a lot of employer loyalty because my entire career has been spent with companies who held layoffs over my head as a way to keep me in line.

I am the millennial who stares at my phone in public instead of talking to others.

I am the girl who takes pictures of my food.

I am the girl who takes selfies constantly.

I am the girl who unconditionally loves everything Lena Dunham does.

I am the girl who enjoys seasonal promotions by global conglomerate restaurant chains.

I am the lumpy fat girl who expects to be treated like a human and not a monster.

I am the lumpy fat girl who expects to be able to buy clothes that come in shapes other than "sleeping bag".

I am the queer woman who shows up in your nerd spaces expecting better treatment of women in the culture.

I am the transwoman who expects to be respected as a woman.

I am the social justice warrior who will call you out in public for being racist or sexist or transphobic or a bigot.

I am the social justice warrior who does not care about your feelings.

I am the social justice warrior who does not revere the past and who is actively fighting the status quo.

I am The Problem that is the cause for everything that is wrong with the world today.

I am The Problem and it is all my fault.

I am The Problem and you can blame me for everything for the rest of your life.

I am The Problem and I cannot be stopped.