On Being a Twin: Or Please Stop Pointing Out To Us That We Are, In Fact, Two Different People

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Lookin’ cool in our favorite JC Penny’s sweats

As many of you know, I have a twin, and she’s pretty damn cool. Growing up as a twin was the best thing ever.  While I won’t pretend I wasn’t annoyed when Annie would steal my favorite lion shirt or would get on my case about not cleaning up my half of the room, it was pretty amazing having someone who you shared everything with so completely–someone who knew you better than anyone in the world. Annie and I are fraternal (not identical) so while we tried to switch places and pretend to be each other once or twice, nobody bought it. We were forced to accept that there weren’t going to be any Mary Kate and Ashley-style shenanigans in store for us, and after getting over that initial tragedy, we became comfortable with the fact that we were just totally different people, inside and out. Continue reading

Transformative Selfies

Last night, I took a loooot of selfies. I got home, undressed, freed myself of my bra and my jeans and threw on a tank top. I walked up to the bathroom mirror, examining myself as I usually do, making faces and posing and all that good stuff.

I think because of how closely I follow plus-sized fatshionistas who seem to perform femininity perfectly I often feel like I’m not feminine enough because I don’t dress impeccably or wear makeup very often. And to be really honest, that has left me feeling not at all attractive or sexy.

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I Don’t Have A Face

Have you ever waked past a window or a mirror and been surpised by your reflection? Shocked by your own face? Like somehow in the time between when you brushed your teeth at the bathroom mirror and now, you entirely forgot you had a face at all, let alone what it is supposed to look like? I always thought it was normal to be confused by your reflection. I thought it was normal to look in the mirror and think, “That’s not my face.”

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A real disease for once

Leslie Feinberg died today. I did not know until reading the article about hir passing that zie was struggling with Lyme disease. Andrea Gibson posted about Leslie’s passing on Facebook and came out publicly as also having lived with Lyme. Leslie Feinberg and Andrea Gibson are two of the most influential and inspirational people I have ever encountered, so it’s strange to think they they have the same disease I had (have?). I never realized that other people (particularly those  knew/knew of) had Lyme disease. I used to think it was something that only one other 4th grader and I had, and that it ended after I left the hospital. Continue reading