Guest post by Green Trigger warning: self harm This is the final post in a series about my experience as a diagnostically intersex Mormon. (The first post can be read here , the second post can be read here and the third post can be read here. This is simply my experience, and not intended as…
Last night was one of those rare nights that I couldn’t sleep, turning over and over in my head a social media exchange about politics. I say rare because this is exactly why I’ve mostly avoided social media for months now. Seeing the constant stream of antagonism/ignorance/self-righteousness keeps me up at night and occupies my…
Now that I am living During the Pandemic (DTP), I am noticing so much more about my husband even though I have known him for 31 years. We started off as neighbors, fellow ward members, and coworkers in the BYU Writing Center. For the last 23 years we have transformed into an old married couple….
We have our son and his family living with us during these pandemic days. Their little 3-year-old son Nelson and his 9-month-old brother Linden are my daily buddies. Linden can now scooch in a commando crawl and reach just about any destination he sets off for. Nelson is gobbling up vocabulary and spitting words out…
“What I’ve taken away: if anyone asks you to spring down a gravel road in your bare feet? Kindly decline. If someone asks you to slowly walk into a lake fully clothed at sunrise? Absolutely do it.” – Annie Murphy In this, the year of Covid, an anonymous poster once said, “Beware the Ides of…
“We have been lost to each other for so long. My name means nothing to you. My memory is dust. This is not your fault, or mine. The chain connecting mother to daughter was broken and the word passed to the keeping of men, who had no way of knowing.” Anita Diamont I denied it….