Interesting Facts about Space

by Emily R. Austin

Celebrations that center expectations around gender depress me, though. I don’t think I am what someone would envision if they cut into a cake and saw pink. If I saw photos of my mom, teary-eyed at the thought of me being a girl, I would feel even more guilty for being born the way I am.

I couldn’t remember if it really happened or not. I have a lot of false memories like that. I often recall things that didn’t happen, and worse—I have discovered memories I thought I dreamed, really had occurred.