In May 2023, I turned 30, and to come to terms with the fact that I will never be 20+ again, I buried my twenties.
I'm sentimental about every little ticket and trinket, so I buried them beneath a tombstone I ordered from one of the funeral services in Armenia.
Then, I ate kutya, a Slavic dish traditionally served at funerals and memorial gatherings.
My statement is this: self-irony and a creative approach help draw attention to sensitive topics without evading them.