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Leaving My Near-Death Experience on the Dance Floor

They said I was traumatized, and that my fragile mental state would have to indefinitely play catchup with my rapidly healing body.

Apr 09, 2020
The Civil Rights Activist Whose Unique Spirituality Helped Me Find My Own

After I left my family’s religion, I was, for better or worse, searching for a blueprint, a model I could trust, which felt familiar enough to be safe, yet bold enough to be revolutionary.

Apr 09, 2020
How Bodywork Helped Me Find Healing From Trauma

Though I couldn’t articulate it at the time, I somehow knew that both relief and release were no longer optional. They were necessities.

A Family on the Border, of the Border

I see a wall as tantamount to rejection: to create a physical barrier is to reject the possibility of familiarity.

Apr 01, 2020
“What Are You?”: On Mixed-Race Identity and ‘The Buddhist Bug’

Yet, my same racial mutability also poses a threat: “How can you identify a ‘them’ if it can pass for an ‘us’?”

How Being a Child Elvis Impersonator Helped Me Find My Non-Binary Self

Each performance provided a hit of adrenal love. I lived on it. I survived off of it. Until, that is, that moment in the bathroom when I was thirteen.

What Tarot Taught Me About the Stories We Tell

I’ve read that trauma disrupts time. That violent events are recorded differently in the brain.

Mar 25, 2020
Car Crashes, Climate Change, and Mothering Through Catastrophe

I recall a 2016 headline that warned, ‘Orangutans face complete extinction within ten years.’ Nash will be thirteen in 2026.

Treating My Diabetes Meant Facing My Eating Disorder All Over Again

I posed the question to her, earnestly, seriously: If given the choice, would she rather gain weight or would she rather die?

Mar 12, 2020
My Family’s Relationship with the Unseen

Maybe my dreams were trying to tell me something. Maybe I had what I liked to call, jokingly, “the ElGenaidi Gift.”

Mar 04, 2020
How a Black Girl Learned To Fly

As the plane began to taxi, the first line of the comic Riri Williams: Ironheart #1 danced in my mind: “I was never meant to fly.”

Mourning My Dad and the Dog He Never Wanted

If I could save her, I would. I needed to feel that it was in my power to save her, to save something. I didn’t need her to be uncomplicated. I didn’t need a good dog. I needed her.

Feb 11, 2020
My Body Is an Archive

I’ve published articles on examining the archive’s margins and gaps to recover women’s stories, but that won’t help me understand that girl who left her family when she could no longer live in shame.

Feb 10, 2020
After Divorce at Twenty-Four, Lizzo Taught Me to Love Myself Again

"Juice" had the type of lyrics that forced me out of my solitude, whether I wanted to be out of it or not.

Feb 06, 2020
Muchhadji Has Achieved the Bombay Dream—I’m Still Working on It

Most paanwalas sell loose cigarettes. I don’t smoke often, but when I do, I buy one or two. I never buy them from Muchhad.

Feb 03, 2020
After Losing My Father, One Direction Helped Me Find Joy During Grief

That first time I heard it, the music was so catchy and the words were so ridiculous that I threw my head back and laughed. I opened the curtains that had been closed for a month.

Finding Faith in the House of Capricorn

To this day, I can’t tell you the names of my extended family in Taiwan—but I can tell you their astrological signs.

Jan 21, 2020
What I Learned By Wearing My Mother’s Clothes

Sharing clothes feels like sharing a secret, the same way being someone’s child does.

Jan 17, 2020
On OCD, My Mother, and the Ways I Learned to Let Go

It goes like this: sit with the thought, don’t move your fingers, arms, legs, let it enter you, let it stay, let it leave.

Jan 16, 2020
How My Fear of Loss Became a Fear of Fire

On some level, we all know: Everyone who is etched into our being will one day vanish.

Jan 13, 2020