Who I Am, And What I Become
Leanne navigates her identity from the crossroads of disability, American, and Pilipino cultures.
30/10/2021personal essays
Leanne navigates her identity from the crossroads of disability, American, and Pilipino cultures.
There is something monstrous about the disabled, aromantic asexual. Quietly monstrous. Like the black dog on the rooftop,…
After each voyage, I feel a sense of relief. When I return to the present I find a…
My pain occurs when I talk. It’s as if talking injures me on the inside. I want to…
Even on my first day at university, my hidden disability got in the way. There’s a saying that…
Type one diabetes challenges me every day. But these challenges are nothing compared to the challenge of being…
It’s February 2021, and here I am: herpes is not the best thing to happen to me, the…
In unfolding the way fearful thoughts form themselves, CBT challenges them and sometimes, on a good day, it…
His echoed, inaudible yells soften as I flee further. A diminuendo. An oozing fog swallows me away. I'm…
I no longer count my laps or watch the clock when I swim. This is a new development…