The idea that a place exists where trans people are free to be in and around the water fills me with joy.
I believed I had been nurtured, like a lamb, for one purpose: Mine was to be thin.
And does asking these questions make me a good mother?
We’ve spent quarantine in faulty mirrors, sparking negative feedback loops.
My former therapist, a well-meaning white woman, once asked me, “Do you think he treated you badly because you are Asian?”
Science provides me with a vocabulary of illness, confirming what my body already knows: that it will never be the same
During those first weeks, I was in a never-ending, often failing battle with Penny, then an eight-pound roly-poly of a beagle