Anonymity is freeing. Sometimes the things we cannot say out loud need somewhere else to go.
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This collection is still becoming. These essays move through memory, identity, survival, vulnerability, love, and the ordinary life that exists after everything that came before it.
We are made of pieces. Some are beautiful, some painful, and some we are still learning how to look at.
A confrontation with the people and experiences that tried to define a life that was always going to belong to someone else.
Coming soon.
Maybe motherhood wasn't something I suddenly became. Maybe it was something we built together, one ordinary day at a time.
The collection isn't finished. Neither is the person writing it.