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My gender identity is confused and I'm okay with it

I should probably start by identifying my gender, but that is… complicated. I am a female, physically. What I identify as is where it gets blurry.

As a teenager, in the early nineties, I had no internet to help me figure it out. And, as a broke young adult in the new millenia, I still didn't have the amazing resources and web connection of, "Hey, my specific gender identity has a name and I'm not alone!"

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Tarot, crystals, and empowerment: Confessions of a secular witch

Witchcraft has something that's been a huge part of my life for years. But there's so much stigma surrounding what it means to be a witch that I just didn't feel comfortable opening myself up to speculations and ridicule.

I've realized that the best way to clear up misconceptions is to talk freely about them. With that in mind, here I am, declaring myself publicly to be a practitioner of secular witchcraft…

Shame kept me from sending single parent Christmas cards

Why over a decade of holiday seasons have come and gone without a Christmas card from us is complicated.

Actually it's not! It's because of shame; plain and simple.

I ended up feeling like I didn't have a "right," or we weren't "enough of a family" to send one out. Like it was a feeling that we weren't complete. Like somehow we were less of a family because there wasn't a second parent, or even another child. Just me and her. Just. Only.

How my miscarriage and pro-life ads made me even MORE pro-choice

I feel as vulnerable writing this as I did sitting in a hospital gown at four in the morning discussing the contents (or lack thereof) of my uterus with an ER doc. But that served its purpose, as I hope this will, too. I know there are people whom I know and care about who disagree with me fundamentally on this topic. I am only sharing my journey — may we each have our own. My sympathies if yours is similar…