Joy is not something I’ve carried naturally.
In pretty much every K-pop group, there is the designated One From America.
To be a K-pop fan is to bear witness to a whole lot of dumb shit.
Giaae Kwon on Taeyeon, living with depression and suicidal thinking, and how she cares for herself by caring for others—including GomSom, her beloved dogs.
I knew my body wasn’t ‘right’; it didn’t look like the bodies of the K-pop idols and Korean actresses I grew up admiring.
My obsession with the group was the first step I took away from the life prescribed to me as the Korean American daughter of devout Christian parents.
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