Cover Photo: photograph of a newborn baby yawning, tucked under a sheet with a  white teddy bear
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When I Froze My Eggs, I Wasn’t Prepared for the Depression That Followed

I wish I had been warned—not because it would have changed my mind about the procedure, but because I might have been more prepared.

This isMy Future, My Fertility, a column in whichKarissa Chenwrestles with her questions about fertility, motherhood, and future-planning after thirty-five.

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Karissa Chen's fiction and essays have appeared in numerous publications, including Gulf Coast, PEN America, Guernica, and Longreads. She was awarded a Fulbright Fellowship to Taiwan in 2015-16 and received a 2019 Fellowship from the New Jersey Council on the Arts, and  is a proud Fellow of both Kundiman and VONA/Voices. She currently serves as the Editor-in-Chief at Hyphen, Fiction Editor at the Rumpus, and a Contributing Fiction Editor at Catapult. She is working on a novel.