In this moment, I find myself looking back on a road that almost broke me and amazed that I’m still standing...

With many, many patients coming his way, my father was highly esteemed—a venerated figure like a god, in fact...

My parents were both originally from the northern region of Vietnam but fled south to escape communist rule...

I can’t remember a time my parents got along. I don’t remember laughing around a kitchen table or a single family-film night...

My father was registered as a sex offender. Over time, my father lost all rights to see me, while my mother’s supervised visits were...

A life without its own identity is nothing but a shadow. It clings to another and hides from the sun...

Emotions—my mother’s, specifically—ran our household. If Mom was upset, everyone’s emotional state shifted. My sisters and I walked on...

I grew up making mud pies and racing as fast as my little legs could take me on my metal-footed pedal car. That’s what my early life...

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...

After trying to have a child for fifteen years with no success, my parents had grown desperate and immigrated from Britain to the state...

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...