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Matthew Cody Raschella

And give those big questions room to roam

I had a decision to make. A big one. The kind of decision that fills you will dread. I can’t remember what it was because that is the arc of all big decisions — they’re so large they eclipse themselves.

The weather was warm, I remember that much. Cars on the street were sparse as if people understood I needed a wide berth; I had things to work out. The season was winter, but this was California, so it was warm. I went out in a T-shirt and shorts.

The present moment chased me down the street, but I was…

How I texted my mom instead of my boyfriend

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In my defense, I was high….

Not on marijuana. On love. When you’re eighteen, they’re practically the same thing.

It all started in second grade. The day I told a friend I had a crush on Chris Fedun from Jump5, a Christian teen pop group. She gasped, bolted for the blacktop, and immediately told another second-grader. They giggled and pointed at me. I was humiliated. I’ll never forget that day.

It was the day I found out liking boys was wrong.

From that point on my childhood was a conglomeration of covert attempts to avoid the spotlight. After all, the…

Conquer sadness and live the life of your dreams

Image by Ryan McGuire from Pixabay

As with any goal, there is an exact science to achieving “Annoyingly Positive” status. A blueprint laid out for you here, in a step by step guide. In order to achieve this goal, you must closely follow the rules listed below. And quickly decide how you can begin incorporating them into your day-to-day life.

Rules, I might add, that if skipped, can completely interfere with your desired outcome.

Without further ado, here is a 5 step guide to annoying the crap out of your friends and family, becoming unrelatable, and living the inauthentic (but positive!) life of your dreams.**

Rule #1 — Deny That You’re Sad


And it only takes 30 seconds

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A rock changed my life.

Six years ago I was in New York City feeling depressed and alone. I happened to look down at my feet, where I saw a rock.

It was an unassuming little thing, cradled among other unassuming rocks. We were on an unassuming street. And it was an unassuming day.

I’m holding the rock now, as I write this. I take it with me when I leave the house, which isn’t often anymore because of the global pandemic. But there was a point when it never left my pocket. …

And What Every Writer Should Expect

One day, in an attempt to block out the world, I retreated to my balcony with my laptop. At the time, I had just finished a string of short stories and, feeling a tad burned out from the world and creativity, decided to give myself a break. A break of “no writing.”

As any writer knows, trying not to write is like trying not to pee after a gallon of Gatorade. It’s all fun and games until it isn’t.

I didn’t set out to write a novel. In fact, I remember thinking “gosh, I…

Hint: You only need to do one thing.

You’ve been there. I’ve been there. We’ve all been there.

It’s not a fun place to be.

It starts like this: One minute you’re doing fine. Great actually. Then out of nowhere everything changes.

Matthew Cody Raschella

Writer | Storylover | Gratitude Thinker | Kindness Beliver | No such thing as too many books | Los Angeles, CA |

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