Writing a Book About Asexuality Taught Me to Look for a Fate Beyond Numbers
I learned to reevaluate the meaning of ‘normal’ in relationships, and also my habit of reflexively turning to data.
I learned to reevaluate the meaning of ‘normal’ in relationships, and also my habit of reflexively turning to data.
It can be easy to confuse real emotion with the shiny drama enfolding it. Sometimes grand gestures are signs of grand feeling—sometimes they’re not.
Remain forever hungry, or enjoy the tried-and-true? Sometimes, I learned, it’s okay to double down on the life you have.
My parental separation was vastly less traumatic than what is happening to children at the border. But this narrative lives inside me.
As my mother loses the ability to remember, I find myself playing with my own memory.
The problem with radical honesty is that we are not transparent to ourselves—we are always biased, and so is the feedback we provide.
Many of us subconsciously believe there is only so much good allotted to us—so, when something good happens, watch out.
“What I look like” is not a static picture cut out and placed in different environments, but one that changes again and again.
Friendship is not about going down a list with some people always first, others second and third. Every friendship is unique.
Data versus the real world: what compatibility algorithms can’t tell you.
“Though desire for sex is considered one of our four primal drives, I lack such a desire almost completely.”
There is opportunity in forcibly rewriting a story, in trying out identities that might not feel true at first.
It is the act of recording all this data that has helped me step away from identifying so strongly with it.
I wanted the most information possible and thought I had nothing to fear. Then my mother began to lose her memory.
It was the form of therapy I feared that changed me for the better.
My lesson should have been “choose risk”—change didn’t always mean closing a door.
I believed I could be protected from what lay ahead as long as I saw what was coming.