discrimination
I was ready to just cry about it for a few hours and move on, but my family saw the discrimination my naive, young mind couldn’t yet detect.
judaism
I kept waiting for my husband to take charge of the whole "raising the kids Jewish" thing. This was his realm, but it felt up to me.
blowout
Identity and hair don't always match up.
in

Jul 18, 2012 at 2:30pm | 281 comments