There was a time when sitting and feeding a baby and rocking and rocking and rocking felt like an offering to the gods of…
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I went to my first post-op appointment and saw the inside of my body.
They’d taken pictures of my ruptured fallopian tube, of my ovary,…
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I grew up in a household where my parents were the authority. Whether it was reality or not, my perspective as a child was…
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I hope you know that your identity is not being held captive anywhere besides where you are now. You cannot externally source it from…
