Partners & Contributors

My whole life, people have been telling me I’m “too much." It's BS.

When was the last time you got a decent night’s sleep?

We’re always hardest on people who give into our own worst impulses, and I see my own shadow in those parents. I’m an over-sharer too.

I realized that allergies, much like mental health, are largely misunderstood and often dismissed as trivial or exaggerated.

Dear Depression, it’s time we had a talk, you and me.

There’s nothing I can let go of that ends my renewed experiences of stigma and shame surrounding mental illness.

For queer parents like me, meanwhile — although I know that my whiteness and my class affords me a degree of protection from scrutiny and interference — the threat of being deemed an illegitimate parent also serves to silence any discussion of mixed feelings.

It saddens me that we don’t stand alongside our trans community when they may need us the most.