My childhood was not sweet, to say the least. Instead of love and security, it was filled with mockery and humiliation...

My dad was an engineer for a federal contractor and my mom was a homemaker. We ended up having to move around a lot, but eventually...

It’s an easy sentiment to offer someone else, but it took a long time for me to view my own figure in this way. Loving my body has been...

But the most prominent memories from my childhood involve my hands gravitating constantly towards my face and my skin...

And suddenly pop—there I was. Well, it wasn’t so much a pop, and I’m sure there was a whole lot more screaming and bad language, but...

But that all changed in the middle of my second year when I had a diabetic onset. The onset, itself, wasn’t too traumatic, seeing as how...

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...

From a very early age, I knew I had a unique identity. My favorite part of having mixed blood is to make people try to guess...

When I accepted myself as a lesbian, I was in my 30s, married to a man for 10 years, and had two children. It was the first time I had...

When I was a child, I would walk the streets of Lahore, Pakistan, while staring at the dusty pavement below. I did not want to look...

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...

Sadly, she wasn’t taught to make her own needs a priority in life. It was a product of the time, when sexism more avidly kept women in...

Big or small, everyone makes plans for their future. As a girl who loved to dream, I had made plenty. Whether we lose ourselves in...

For years after I came out, I identified as a lesbian, but over time I came to realize that I was bisexual. The time I spent with men...

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...

Loud voices painted the walls of my family’s house in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. We shared laughter and home-cooked meals at our large...

It’s a late night under an inky sky as I walk across campus from the theatre back to my apartment. The chilly night air rustles past me...

I stood outside in the two-acre backyard of my new home in Hesperia, California. The High Desert became the new place I would call home...

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...

It’s strange for me to look back on my old self, old photos, and old clothing. It’s like looking at someone else’s life that you’ve been...