Cutting My Hair to Free Myself from Capitalism
Each season of haircutting marked a major life shift, and I recoiled because I was tired of transitioning. I just wanted to be.
Each season of haircutting marked a major life shift, and I recoiled because I was tired of transitioning. I just wanted to be.
A system that requires us to risk further retaliation when we report being in danger enables and engenders further violence.
They said I was traumatized, and that my fragile mental state would have to indefinitely play catchup with my rapidly healing body.
Suddenly, I wasn’t just prey, I was bait. In order to hunt him down, I had to be both cautious and on display.
Rozha fled an abusive marriage, and survived the death of her son. Now she claims what is hers.
I debated for a long time whether I would describe sex with Reese. I didn’t know if I could stand knowing that it might turn some readers on, that it could sustain their fantasies about underage girls. Some of you have come to this essay for the sex, whether you’d admit to it or not.
It was like a disaster movie, the quiet moment before the asteroid lands. “Swim!” he yelled, but it was too late for me.
A woman living alone has heard every story about the woman living alone. We constantly negotiate the knowledge of our vulnerability, both real and amplified by stories we’re told.
It wasn’t just that Antarctica was no place for women—it was expressly a place for men.
It’s been more than four years since my husband announced he was in love with my friend and no longer wanted to be married to me.
Sometimes I don’t want my wife to touch me. I grow anxious and sweaty at the thought of her behind me as we ascend the stairs to bed. I pass it off like it’s funny.
Horses were my safest of sanctuaries. Nothing bad would happen.
“Very deep down I know that we will rise, but for now, I still need to mourn the debris.”
An “energizer bunny” who spent weekends hiking, she now battles chronic pain and fatigue.
I pick out the universe where a bullet never fractured my skull bone.
“The villagers called the hospital ‘The Place of Sad Faces’ and many wouldn’t come here except as a last resort.”
“I wonder if we’re all self-possessed marionettes, our strings on the inside.”
School shooters transition from imagination to preparation.