Fury Cannot Touch Me
Detaching myself from my son’s marital problems let me find joy in the time I spend with my granddaughter.
Detaching myself from my son’s marital problems let me find joy in the time I spend with my granddaughter.
He didn’t care that I was 39 and hadn’t had a serious boyfriend in eight years.
Putting a family back together when a stolen brother returns.
Being part of a whole does not mean giving up what you are.
In Shanghai, my boyfriend, a white American, looked like just another foreigner taking home an Asian woman — me — like a souvenir.
An essay on being a single mother.
He took the first step in becoming a woman: surgery to help his face look more feminine.
What blogging made possible, real-life concerns ended.
I felt kind of sick to my stomach, as if I had climbed through his bedroom window and stolen his journal from his dresser drawer.
On the third anniversary of my abortion, I found out via MySpace that my ex-boyfriend was having a baby with another woman. I felt a sense of ownership, of responsibility for the child’s well-being.