The chaos of being a woman is constant. The COVID pandemic and all the ways in which it rearranged and redefined the work of women and mothers might be the source of the current disorder. MomTok and DCC might offer a subset of young women whose lives were especially jostled by the pandemic relative safe harbour and the tools to navigate the ever-increasing pressures of post-COVID existence.… Read More Notes on MomTok and Cowgirls*
Yesterday morning, I woke up after a blisteringly hot evening of tossing turning and negotiating shared bed space with my toddler. I went to the bathroom, sure that my son wouldn’t wake in the 5 minutes I’d be away for him. A few seconds in, I heard a small voice: “Mommy?” “I’m here, I’m just… Read More The Boys Are Not Alright
*For Chester. May your lights never dim. Your first step – really, your most important step, the step you will return to again and again – is to name the darkness. You see, it operates best in secret, this darkness. It keeps you shrouded and cloaked in its shadows, making sure you feel completely isolated… Read More How to Outrun the Darkness*
*With thanks and apologies to Young Jeezy I had my first panic attack when I was 20. Up till that point, I’d never considered therapy, and had shrugged off the persistent lethargy and darkness that episodically enveloped me. I was an undergraduate psychology major, so I was especially cautious about throwing around labels like ‘anxiety’… Read More My Therapist is Black*
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