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Apr 26, 20197 min read
To Wander Home
I often felt fearful as a young girl. My parents struggled to provide for us, causing an air of tension in our home. But if I wanted...
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Apr 19, 20198 min read
It’s All Possible
Sadly, every beautiful story is entangled with a monster. The monsters that haunted my life and broke my sweet laughter were violators...
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Mar 19, 20198 min read
The Recovering Serial Monogamist
It was odd to me how my mother married a man who didn’t seem to understand either one of us. Our passion, empathy, and sensitivity...
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Feb 25, 20198 min read
To Rebuild
I was born in 1987 and grew up in Asaba, Delta State, Nigeria with a younger sister and hard-working, loving parents who encouraged me...
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Feb 5, 20196 min read
Stepping into Big Farming Boots
I grew up feeling like an only child, as my siblings were much older. My relationship with my siblings was good, but I didn’t see them...
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Jan 30, 20197 min read
In the Game of Life
Quirky and awkward. That’s how most people saw me in middle school and high school. I was the big kid with clumsiness in his DNA...
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Jan 25, 20197 min read
To the Other Side
This was the day I was born, miraculously, to a drug-addicted mother who couldn’t take care of me. I was born with fetal alcohol syndrome...
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Jan 22, 20197 min read
To Rise
In 2008, my whole world imploded. Everything I thought was supposed to take place in my life, bar the details, was blown to smithereens...
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Jan 15, 20197 min read
No Longer Yours
I grew up in Arkansas in the 1970s, always searching for someone to love me like a father. My own passed away when I was just six months...
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Dec 20, 20186 min read
Leaving the Past Behind
We’d break the rules, then run off and hide in the mango trees until the coast was clear–or so we thought. My mom would wait for us...
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Dec 5, 20185 min read
In Our Memories
I always looked up to him, though I must admit I played the part of an annoying little sister perfectly. He teased me mercilessly—not...
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Nov 16, 20187 min read
Open Arms
My grandma remembers coming over and noticing how pale and sickly I looked as a baby. She would ask my mom, “Aren’t you going to feed her...
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Nov 15, 20187 min read
When the Day Brightens
My dad worked at IBM as a programmer and was a protective, caring, and loving man. My mom was a professional pianist and the choir...
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Nov 9, 20186 min read
When I Lost, I Became
On hot summer nights, my parents would pack up a picnic and take my us to the beach by the lake. The cool water breeze off the lake was...
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Oct 3, 20186 min read
The Courage to Leave
After trying to have a child for fifteen years with no success, my parents had grown desperate and immigrated from Britain to the state...
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Sep 15, 20187 min read
After the Breakdown
Though the city was tinged with gang violence, I roamed the neighborhoods without fear; a free-spirited soul I was. After playing outside...
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Sep 12, 20187 min read
Removing the Mask
When I was born, I was assigned male. I grew up in a conservative, Christian suburb of Chicago, Illinois in the 1970s. In those Triassic...
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Jun 21, 20186 min read
The Arranged Marriage
My younger brother was very naughty, and while my other siblings and I were in the kitchen, we watched him drink all the coffee and then...
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Jun 12, 20189 min read
Not Broken Yet
My parents fought throughout my whole childhood. The very first memory I have is sitting in a car seat by the front door while my parents...
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May 18, 20186 min read
Grief Aside
It’s hard to close the doors to the past. Though sometimes, it is necessary to move on, because that closed door often opens another...
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