I never learned how to process trauma as a kid. When something bad happened I got sad, maybe […]
childhood
At 25, I realize my father hasn’t met anyone of significance in my life, just these constant fictitious characters in the stories that helped me feel American.
To say I had a feminist a-ha moment or a feminist awakening is to say that there was […]
From as early as I can remember, my mom talked about inequality and my dad told me I […]
At 14, my assault defined me as a feminist. Ten years later I’m writing openly about what happened […]
My mother is from Brooklyn. Flatbush, to be exact. She is also a red-head. As a red-headed, freckled […]
Over the last few months, I have fallen in love with HGTV. I love their renovation shows. I […]
The process of coming out and realizing one’s own truth is different for everybody. For some, it’s been […]
I do not want to grow up to be like my mother. Harsh, maybe, but it’s hard to […]
With May Day coming up on May 1, it’s a great time for us all to be re-inspired […]
