When I was a teenager, my science teacher disclosed the mechanics behind which caterpillars become butterflies. Ever since, butterflies have become a symbol of horror to me rather than beauty. For those unfamiliar, caterpillars do not actually become butterflies. Read more

It’s days before my thirty-second birthday, meaning I will shortly be celebrating the fourth anniversary of the onset of my chronic pain. An odd thing to celebrate, maybe, but I have grown in ways I hadn’t anticipated from Read more