Bodies
That Uncomfortable Feeling of Being Wanted for My “Almond-Shaped” Eyes
My former therapist, a well-meaning white woman, once asked me, “Do you think he treated you badly because you are Asian?”
Notes From a White-Passing Asian
Can you ever escape your complicity when you can’t escape your own skin?
Inheriting an Autoimmune Disease and an Instinct for Survival
Science provides me with a vocabulary of illness, confirming what my body already knows: that it will never be the same
How My Body Spoke to Me in Sickness
I was convinced that I could handle it all—including healing myself.
I Wasn’t Supposed to Love Me
Nothing has gotten better—not the pandemic, not racism—but I know, and the Black women in my life tell me so, that everything will be alright.
What Adopting a Dog Taught Me About My Eating Disorder
During those first weeks, I was in a never-ending, often failing battle with Penny, then an eight-pound roly-poly of a beagle
Tracing the Seams
This body is the home of both a female and a male self, and I am not yet sure how to help it accommodate all of me best.
My Body Only Feels Right When It Isn’t My Own
I want to inhabit a form that doesn’t define me; I want to inhabit a form in a way that lets me define it.
Learning to Love My Mother’s Body and My Own
Envy feels a lot like binging—the more you give into it, the worse you feel.
Proof of Mountain
On a long-sought diagnosis, chronic pain, and a trek to Everest Base Camp.