Author: Natalia Antonova

Last night I was at the kind of D.C. restaurant I can only afford to go to when someone else is paying. A horrific politician who enabled some of Donald Trump’s worst abuses of power was also...

Have you ever been to a war zone? I haven’t. I’ve been in dicey neighborhoods during violent events, I’ve been detained at checkpoints, I’ve had a gun held to my heart, and the car I was in...

Yes. I know. I’m sick of the Trump White House too. I’m sick of having to write about it. Or to think about it. I avert my eyes from it when I’m taking friends around the National Mall. But...

“The holidays are hard for a lot of people this year.” You hear that sentiment a lot, don’t you? And you say it too. You say it when you consider your own sadness and your own struggles. It’s...

I’ve been writing this column on mental health in America for a year, and, uh, what a ride it has been. It’s kind of like if I were to be riding shotgun with Death at the wheel, while Pestilence...

Pandemic shaming doesn’t work. In fact, it can be harmful. HIV prevention specialists have already weighed in on this. If you want a specific example, consider my paternal grandmother, an...

When I started this column about mental health in America, I never could have predicted just how insanely bizarre the year that lay ahead would be. It’s not time to take stock yet — more...

I’m writing this column from a place of profound personal despair and exhaustion. Forget knowing what the country will look like in the coming weeks — I have no idea what my own life will look...

When I used to work in Russia, I noticed that Russians aren’t very big on the horror genre — certainly not as big as Americans are. It made sense. Real life in Russia can be spooky enough,...

I’m going to be honest — I think it’s very hard for most regular people to keep it together this year, even the ones rushing to call themselves “lucky” and to explain that they are much...