May 17, 2022
Getting Famous On Tumblr Ruined My Relationship to My Body
In the time since being an active Tumblr user, I’ve seen our cultural standards for what is “desirable” shift so much.
Little Girls Get to Be Ingénues—What About Big Girls?
Make me thin, I told God. Make me pretty. I added to the list: Make me Annie.
Apr 11, 2022
Learning to Live in a Body That Fights Itself
I have spent most of my life hating the fact of having a body. It makes sense that my body would eventually start to hate me back.
Apr 05, 2022
On Playing Risk and Studying the Maps of Colonialism
Soon after I bought the game, I began to obsess over another map, one that also didn’t fully exist.
Mar 31, 2022
In the US Health Care System, You’re Not a Patient. You’re a Consumer
On some level I know the system is designed to break me down, but I feel guilty because I am good at letting it.
Mar 28, 2022
All the Things I’ve Loved to Death
Am I ever going to know where I hope to escape to? I understand that I’m trying escape from reality, but I’m still not clear on what the destination is.
Jan 25, 2022
Scarlight
I wanted one too, from the very beginning. I don’t have any scars, I insisted. I don’t have anything to show for it.
Jan 10, 2022
After Childbirth and Prolapse, I Turned to Weight Lifting
As a mother, feeling strong requires different abilities than the ones I had before becoming a parent.
Jan 05, 2022
Giving My Plants—And Myself—Just Enough Care
The Lexapro were small and white; the generic was free under my insurance. More expensive were the plants.
Nov 15, 2021
Searching for a Safe Place to Swim
The idea that a place exists where trans people are free to be in and around the water fills me with joy.
Oct 14, 2021
Going from Other to Local in Mumbai
I was certain my appearance would mask my secret: that I didn’t belong.
Sep 29, 2021
My Radical Instagram Sangha: A Love Letter
A space has been created by this unflinching journalism, this unabashed Instagram memoir.
Sep 15, 2021
God Wants You to Be Thin (and Other Lies the Evangelical Church Taught Me)
I believed I had been nurtured, like a lamb, for one purpose: Mine was to be thin.
Sep 09, 2021
My Year of Nocturnal Panic
Each night, I faced my fear. Again and again, I went to bed.
Aug 17, 2021
Finding a Face for My Invisible Illness
I could only acknowledge my thyroid condition from sly, sideways angles—a hobbit stealing from a sleeping dragon’s hoard.
Jul 26, 2021
What Could It Mean for My Child to Inherit My Anxiety?
And does asking these questions make me a good mother?
Jul 19, 2021
Getting Bad Tattoos Helped Me Grow
Not-great tattoos remind you that you are a constantly evolving human—that your definitions of beauty and happiness may change form.
Jul 01, 2021
Digital Distortions: Reflections on Zoom and Body Dysmorphia
We’ve spent quarantine in faulty mirrors, sparking negative feedback loops.
Jun 29, 2021
Business in the Front, Rebellion in the Back
My childhood rat tail was a lesson on the borders of class and gender.
Jun 15, 2021
Cut Knuckles
There—the small red cut marks on the knuckles, which any bulimic could identify as those made by the teeth when finger-inducing vomiting.
Jun 09, 2021
