chosen family

I lost my mother at a young age. I didn’t lose her physically, but like many queer folks, lost my relationship with her—all understanding, love, and support. Because of this, I’ve long dreaded Mother’s Day, a time when scrolling through social media means seeing the endless posts from those praising their mothers for loving them—something I’d spent years trying (to no avail) to drag out from my own. This year, however, I decided to make a change; I celebrated my…

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