The Infinite Starr

Crystal Starr

  • The Strange Silence After the Storm

    It took a long time to get where I was going. Not the kind of long time people celebrate with a social media post and a handful of emojis. The kind of long time measured in endurance. Measured in getting up when every cell in your body voted against it. Measured in swallowing your pride…

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  • The Audacity of Becoming

    There comes a point in life where you have to wake up in the morning, swing your feet over the side of the bed, and decide exactly who you are going to be before the world gets a vote. Not tomorrow. Not when the money shows up. Not when the relationship works out. Not when…

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  • The Ones

    Every morning you need to wake yourself up before the alarm clock does. Not your body. Not your schedule. Not your responsibilities. You. The version of you that forgets. The version that gets tired. The version that wakes up sore, frustrated, discouraged, and wondering if all this effort is actually going anywhere. That version needs…

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  • The Sweetness of the Dark

    Are the sleepwalkers afraid to go into the darkness? I think they are. Not because the darkness is dangerous. Not because something is waiting for them there. Because the darkness asks questions the daylight lets them avoid. The darkness is different when you’re strange. When you’re weird. When you’ve spent your entire life being told…

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  • When You Explain It Like a Fantasy Novel

    Imagine walking into a bookstore. You pick up a fantasy novel. The back cover reads: “In the beginning, a powerful creator places two freshly crafted humans into an enchanted garden. Everything is perfect. There is only one rule. Do not eat from the magical tree that grants knowledge. Naturally, five minutes later, somebody eats the…

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  • Peace Is Not the Absence of Teeth

    People think peace is soft. That is the first mistake. They imagine peace sitting on a hillside somewhere wearing flowing white robes. They imagine somebody who never gets angry. Never raises their voice. Never says no. Never stands their ground. Never bites back. That isn’t peace. That’s surrender. The older I get, the more I…

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  • The First Home

    There has always been something fascinating to me about the way the world talks about women. For thousands of years, people have argued about where women came from. Whose they belonged to. What their role should be. What they should wear. How they should behave. How much space they should take up. How loud they…

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  • The Price of Closed Doors

    Everything has a cost. We like to pretend it doesn’t. We count the obvious expenses. We know what a house costs. We know what a car costs. We know what a bad decision costs. We know what a divorce costs, what a lawsuit costs, what a medical bill costs. The hidden costs are the ones…

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