It’s challenging, isn’t it? The way we come face-to-face with the things we’d like to leave in the last calendar year, the things we expect ourselves to be able to cleanly cut away from just because we scrawled that we would in 2019? Read more
At 8 years old, my birth name was the furthest thing from my mind. Here I was, given the God-like power of choosing my identity. It was a special kind of mask.