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On Trauma and Triggers: Changing Routes and Running with Mace
In the past two years, Iāve changed my running route four times. Each time was to avoid a memory, and my border collie and I collect those like burrs.
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My Body, My Temple: An Appropriation of Divinity
Full-bearded and husky, my tattoo artist was dripping in ink. What Iād assumed at first glance to be benign lipoma in Pierreās forearms turned out to be ball bearings, at least three in a dispersed line up each arm, bulging under the skin.
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How a FB Memory Re-Converted Me (to Social Media)
No wonder my mom was worried. Looking at myself from five years agoārail-thin, smiling fiercely in my birthday purchasesāthe story starts coming together in my mind. I think Iām ready to tell it.