Compromise, sacrifice, and where is the line?

When my relationship of near eleven years fragmented (ostensibly) because I was chronically ill, rapidly moving on disabled, I was incredibly angry. So incredibly angry. Incandescent, really. But I didn’t know it at the time. I didn’t realize it until fairly recently, until all that suppressed rage came spilling forth from somewhere I never knew… Continue reading


Content notes: endometriosis, chronic illness, chronic pain, generational trauma. I watched “Halmeoni” by Kevin Jin Kwan Kim and it was heartbreakingly beautiful. Heartbreaking in part because for some years I was that immigrant who forgot their “native” language, but also because I couldn’t help but wonder what it could’ve been like, would’ve been like, if… Continue reading