Post-mortem of a Counterculture

An around-the-world story of a terminated pregnancy, a friendship, and shame

I have a blog, with over 8,000 followers, which almost ruined my life.

My friends boarded the train. I did not. I lived.

A mother's death, her children's limbo.

In a desolate Chinese city, Beluga whales, and tears

What was growing on my most private place?

Living, surviving, dying and ready for suicide.

In rural China, I began to learn about my great-grandfather, and why people might hate me because of him.

What my grandmother didn’t tell me

The first day of the rest of my life

My grandfather had been arrested by the British colonial government. Why had he been there that day?

My father loved his car, Even more than the thieves did

A Korean Army conscript weighs whether to tell the truth

The death my family still mourns

Should I stay? Or should I go?

A Love Junkie's Tale.

A Mother's Memory of the Clues to her Child's Diagnosis

Finding happiness, finally, and surprisingly, far from home

When Empathy Undermines Love

Finally, warily, happily It was time to leave