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What To Expect When Your Friends Are Expecting (as a Childfree Queer)
As my community transforms, I’ve developed a curiosity on how to transmute isolation into connection.
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Things That Have Mothered Me That Are Not My Mothers
I think of all the things that have taught me lessons and made me the woman I am and feel that, even if my mothers didn’t care for me the way I wanted them to, I still came out on the other side, not unscathed, but survived.
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Three Stages of Never Ever Doing Holiday Meals the “Right” Way
Holiday meals have always been mired in conflict for me.
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Seeing the First Sunrise Makes Each Year Feel Special
Waking up early and standing out in the cold may not seem like self-care, but to me, it is.
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The Stories We Tell
One of my earliest memories, perhaps my earliest one, is watching the snow fall from the sliding glass doors to the balcony of the small apartment my family rented in a Boston suburb.
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How to Quit Smoking
Tell yourself that you’re not like one of those chain smokers, that you can stop whenever you want. Start smoking American Spirits, so it’s like, not even that bad for you because it’s natural, or organic, or something. You forget.
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Prone to Wander
“Selfishly, I’m worried about what will happen if I say out loud that I’m uncomfortable with all this God, if I let my brain run its anxious course. If my atheist, queer, bipolar self comes to choir with me in all its unkempt glory, will I lose my safest place?”
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This Queer Fat Femme Is Thru-Hiking the Pacific Crest Trail, and You Can Follow Along
Vanessa is thru-hiking the Pacific Crest Trail this summer and she’s taking us with her! Follow along as she walks 2,650 miles from Mexico to Canada.
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Tattoos and Disability: Surviving An Experience Not Everyone Can Handle
“I made a choice about how I would look, and didn’t realize until I’d done it how unprecedented that was.”
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Wild Child West: The End of the Road
Now I start over, and rebuild, and confront fear and learn to drive alone and figure out how to secure Eli in the loft so I can still snuggle with him at night. Now I have to hang the art I’ve collected from friends over the years, find a place for my autographed Eileen Myles books, and learn to do yoga. Now I need to meet all the versions of myself hiding in this city and make friends with every single one of them.
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Wild Child West: (Not) Going Home
I went to New Jersey and back, and I had a million billion emotions.
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My Pregnancy Was Perfect, and I Lost My Baby Anyway
Sometimes, even the best laid plans are, well, decimated. Even a type-A mega control freak like me couldn’t control my own body when I was pregnant — and I certainly couldn’t control what happened to my son after his premature birth.
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The Secret Diary of a Turkey-Fister
“As it turned out, stuffing turkeys on the graveyard shift was a bonding experience that could not be transcended.”