I am done with my body being a site for people-pleasing.
Running to the far end of town.
Using my mouth to satisfy.
Using my ears to listen to empty, egoic words.
For all my life, my body has belonged just as much to others as to myself—just as much to society as to myself—and you will never know what that feels like: to have the most rudimentary evidence of your own existence belong to someone else…Read More