All my life, I was taught to curry favor with men. That’s the honest to God truth.
Here's what I remember: I am 4 years old. I am in a brightly colored room (primary colors, primarily). Cubbies occupy one of the walls, looking cozy and inviting. Like a space I could learn to identify as my own. So I readily ignore them. I am not interested in belonging. I am interested in... Continue Reading →