It was a platonic love, more special even than kinship or sisterhood. We weren’t born tethered to each other; we chose to be.
Is sex consensual if one person participates but doesn’t feel safe and secure?
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been a writer. Not professionally, but in quiet moments in my room, on airplanes, and in birthday cards. I got a degree in English Lit, which for
“Am I the reason you doubt yourself and your beauty?” my mom asked.
It was a heavy question, but I knew the answer without hesitation. Yes.