I couldn’t believe how healing the entire process was: the writing itself, the discussions prior to publishing, and then the conversations it allowed me to have after it was published. It felt like scrubbing myself clean after years of feeling a mix of blame and shame and disgust and numbness.
I used to be paralyzed by fear, doubt, uncertainty. I wept and I slept. I waded through the […]
I don’t think I love you anymore but sometimes I wish I did. I guess I couldn’t really […]
I had a dream you texted me after I’d fallen asleep you asked if you could come over […]
If you know me well, or if you’ve read pretty much anything I’ve written, you know that I […]
We’re barreling into 2017 and all I can think is: It can’t be as bad as 2016, right? […]
I don’t know how it was possible (I was a teeny-tiny, skinny-minny child), but I got my period […]
To those who would consider loving/dating me: I have been ‘in love’ twice. I’ve loved a lot of […]
When I was little, I loved the foods that reminded me of my mother’s family: rice, tortillas, tamales, […]
I didn’t realize that the Equal Rights Amendment had never been ratified until a few years ago. I managed to […]
