Bodies
My Radical Instagram Sangha: A Love Letter
A space has been created by this unflinching journalism, this unabashed Instagram memoir.
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.
My Year of Nocturnal Panic
Each night, I faced my fear. Again and again, I went to bed.
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.
What Could It Mean for My Child to Inherit My Anxiety?
And does asking these questions make me a good mother?
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.
Digital Distortions: Reflections on Zoom and Body Dysmorphia
We’ve spent quarantine in faulty mirrors, sparking negative feedback loops.
Business in the Front, Rebellion in the Back
My childhood rat tail was a lesson on the borders of class and gender.
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.
How Heaux Tales Taught Me to Shed Shame
Like Jazmine Sullivan’s “The Other Side,” a song from her latest EP, Heaux Tales, I saw a life outside the confines of conservatism—the length of my skirt and the policing of what I was allowed to say and do.