Katrina Nicholson

Bio

Boston University 2013 graduate with a major in Film and Television. I love Fantasy Football, all-you-can-eat sushi happy hours, and all things New England. Anosmia Awareness Advocate. http://thechipsididnteat.blogspot.com/

Nomad Life: 11 Struggles Of Being Bicoastal And Not Settling For Long

By Katrina Nicholson
I grew up in Minnesota, went to school in Boston and now live in Los Angeles. To say I’ve had dramatic changes of scenery would be an understatement. I went from the friendliest place in the US to the home of the boisterous sports fans and ended in…

How To Understand It's Your Relationship That's Unhealthy, Not You

By Katrina Nicholson
Every time I got hurt in a relationship, I blamed myself. I see so many other women make this mistake, too. They wonder what's wrong with them, what they did wrong or why they aren't good enough. Along with your heartbreak, you suffer a huge blow to…

Do You Even Lift, Bro? 10 Struggles Strong Lady-Lifters Face At Gyms

By Katrina Nicholson
This year, I realized how much I hate cardio. It’s boring and I never feel like I accomplish anything. So, I decided to start lifting weights. I was terrified because I only ever see men lifting at my gym, and I was embarrassed by how light my…

Calorie Counting Isn't An Eating Disorder, But It's Disordered Eating

By Katrina Nicholson
Eating disorders aren't always glaringly obvious or by-the-book. When we think of eating disorders, we, for the most part, immediately think of anorexia or bulimia. We think of starving or bingeing and purging. But, there are so many other…

10 Awful Dating Habits That Hold 20-Something Women Back From Love

By Katrina Nicholson
Our 20s are a delicate transition period between drunken college hookup and the stark reality of adulthood and starting a family. While you may not be looking to find a life partner right out of the gate, the habits you formed in college may follow…

11 Ways To Survive Your Soul-Crushing 9-To-5 Job

By Katrina Nicholson
I have no way to differentiate one day from another. My weekdays blend together in one depressing, uncomfortable blob, and I reserve my weekend to sleep off the sludge. I’m only 23. How is my full-time job already destroying me? I don’t have any…