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.
Hey, I might need your help Hey, can you reach out if you see me retreating?
I wonder when I’ll get to do any of this—wasn’twhat
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.
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