Got To Be Something Better Than In The Middle | Defector
Once you were sure it was moving freely, you could climb back out through the steel tunnel, which was also often covered in blood and rotten food bits and liquids of unknown origin.
My parents gave me a feminine-sounding name. My family made fun of me until I changed it.
I grew up insecure about my name because it didn't seem as masculine as others in my family. The jokes from cousins and uncles deeply affected my self-esteem.
Dear Abby: It's like I'm living in a movie, but not in a good way
At the age of 30, you should be able to make up your own mind about what you would like your future to be, without arm-twisting or help from your father.