The Perks of Being a University Dropout

If you asked me what my biggest insecurity is — more than my skin, or weight, or weird anxiety around my coffee order — I would say it’s the fact that I don’t have a degree. No, not even a bachelor’s. In a world of peers with PhDs, MFAs and whatever other whole host of letters that follow their names, I have a stubborn nothingness. Just me, Ella, full stop.