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By JOANNA BUONICONTI

Deep breath. Those of you who are familiar with my work are very familiar with the fact that I approach any political issue with a high degree of trepidation. And this topic is no different.As a little girl who grew up during the Obama presidency and...

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

Last April, I went on my first successful date with a guy, and when I got home that night, I went on Instagram for a few minutes in an attempt to wind down. This was my first mistake, considering that going on Instagram and seeing everyone living...

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

I swear the temperature drops 10 degrees upon entering the procedure room. The thin johnny does little to stop the goosebumps from rising all over my body. I can’t keep my eyes from lingering over the procedure table that my body will soon be draped...

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

Those who know me, personally, know that I have a very good memory. I always have. I can recall what I wore and what the weather was on this exact day any number of years ago, like a forlorn party trick that people find kind of cool, yet slightly...

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

This coming weekend, I will roll my wheelchair across the stage at the Shubert Theatre and officially receive my master of arts degree from Emerson College. All of the hard work and late nights from the last eight seasons will, once again, be in the...

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

As readers of my column are well aware, I tend to spill my guts — about what’s currently going on in my life — in the ink on this page for all of you to see, and fair warning this is going to be another one of those. I have been wanting to write this...

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

As everyone knows, the Christmas season can be perpetually chaotic and stressful. Between shopping, get-togethers with family and friends, cooking, baking and putting up decorations, it’s a holiday that brings out the perfectionists in all of us....

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

‘You’ve got a match!” My phone makes that familiar chime; the one that never fails to immediately interrupt my train of thought as I sit at my desk typing away, stating that a new match — for the sake of this column we’ll call him J — has messaged me....

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

“There is something particularly lonely about being in your mid-twenties.” I was recently scrolling through TikTok, when I came across a video with that caption; and it stopped me dead in my tracks. Because it addressed something that I’ve been...

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

In previous columns, I’ve talked about how it often feels as though I’m pulling back the curtain and letting you all get a glimpse into aspects of my soul that I may not talk about with even the closest people in my life.But I do that intentionally....

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

As anyone who lives with a chronic condition knows, a multitude of positive and negative effects come with it. One positive that I’ve discovered — as a necessary result of growing up with my condition — is that I am an avid planner. I take a small...

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

For those of you who have faithfully read my columns, you know that I rarely write about contentious political issues. There are many reasons why I choose not to do this, but the primary one is that the most prominent political issues are also the...

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

Ever since I was a little girl, I have had these life goals instilled in me: to go to college, graduate with a high GPA and find a job. It’s hard to articulate how completing these milestones has been tied to my sense of self-worth because they have...

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

Five mornings of the week, I am awakened by the sound of soft footsteps echoing around my bed. They serve as the preamble for moments later when my nurse of the day peels off my sleep mask covering my eyes, allowing the morning sunlight to temporarily...

By JOANNA BUONICONTI

As we enter into this fresh new year, I cannot help but be in a deeply reflective state as I find myself pondering what the year 2022 brought into my life — the good along with the bad. It is a tradition I adopted years ago, but recently, I have begun...