When you’re a teenager, your emotions can sometimes make you feel like you’re stepping into the eye of a hurricane. It’s intense, all-consuming, and ultimately, a byproduct of our hormone-addled brains.

Back in the days of yore, I once described myself as an awkward sad girl, codifying my identity with my love for Lana Del Rey and my avid use of Tumblr. And while I still have a soft spot for Born to Die and the dark academia aesthetic, my perspective has shifted dramatically since the days of m