Despite my general tendency to dissect every piece of my own narrative, this was possibly one of the few places the blade of my consciousness would invariably evade. After all, as is the unfortunate reality of many women, this wasn’t where my history of sexual assault ended and a number of other incidents seemed to, … Read more
I was raised with only one ingredient, “Love”. As a result, I can never stop loving. It started as early as 11 years old, the fear of death and the unknown, for others. I am afraid of death and think about it every day. It’s the ones I love the most that I never want … Read more
I am the 12th of 13 children; I grew up in a Chassidic home with all its trappings of guilt, tradition and fake facades. From the time I was born I felt I was different. When I turned about 16 years old I knew I was different, I just couldn’t talk about it cuz we … Read more
Thinking back to when I was growing up as a kid, I can remember not knowing how things come to being. I didn’t fully understand that achieving something involves an opposite and equal amount of energy to actually realize the end result. I could comprehend that that being told to shovel the driveway entailed going … Read more
