Have you ever thought to yourself: “I’d rather be dead than disabled?” It’s not an unusual reflection. Disability, in everyday thought, is associated with failure, with dependency and with not being able to do things. We feel sorry for disabled people, because we imagine it must be miserable to be disabled. Continue reading
Anxiety: A Common Body Story
I have Generalized Anxiety Disorder, which means my brain doesn’t know when to stress out about something and when not to. Two of my closest friends also have anxiety, and in a weird way I think it’s made us closer. The stress from our anxiety affects our minds and our bodies. Continue reading
Am I the only one who wants to be monogamous?
Pont des Arts, Paris, December 2013
Okay, I know this isn’t the case…but seriously. I’ve had shitty luck when it comes to dating women. Continue reading
The Body and How It Changes
Disability is an interesting subject when one gets truly down to it. What is considered a disability and what is not also varies. Mental disabilities, physical disabilities, these are both types, but what about when there is a confluence of two of three types all at once?
I call that, when I am referring to my own situation, being trans.
The Embodiment of stress
So I was planning out all of the work I have to do before the semester ends, and it has made me feel like a ball of stress. So, I’m going to kill two birds with one stone ( Metaphorically, I don’t intend to murder birds) and write a blog post- this way, I’m relieving stress by talking about it, and crossing off an assignment looming on my to-do list. Continue reading
Understanding Disability
What makes a person disabled? Continue reading
Skin.

I never knew that one’s skin could tell so many stories until I realized that the most common questions I get are about my skin. Continue reading
A Body I Can’t Control
tw: eating disorders, body image
Having an “unruly body” is hard, especially when an eating disorder requires a severe amount of control of the body.
Third World Bodies
What does it mean to be a third world woman? Sometimes I feel like I can’t speak because I’m so overwhelmed by everything surrounding me. Sometimes I scream and it feels like lava is coating my throat and I am burning from the inside out. But most of the time, I am too exhausted from the constant fighting to keep pushing, keep struggling. Unfortunately, there is no other option. You can commend me and other marginalised women for our bravery and fight, but let’s acknowledge that there is no other option. I appreciate your support and thoughtful commentary, but not fighting, not being brave is not an option. The only option I’ve ever had was resistance. Continue reading
I remember.
TRIGGER WARNING: this discusses my very personal experience with an eating disorder. I know I would have a hard time reading this if I hadn’t written it. Take care. Continue reading
