#identity

I’ve been thinking a lot about who raised me to be who I am. And I’m preparing an essay about that. But this one is not about that. This…

A reflection on the symbols—mythic, fictional, and personal—that remind me of resilience, willpower, and transformation. These are the icons I'd etch into my skin if I ever choose to.

I’ve chosen to be an atheist most of my life, and the older I get, the more I feel a subliminal appetite to believe in a god or some higher…