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Two people about to kiss and holding each other's faces. There's a glass brick wall behind them.

For as long as I can remember, the idea of ‘family’ has been an entanglement of comfort and tension — years of feeling torn between what I thought a family should be and what it actually felt like.

A person with dark curly hair in the reflection of a car's rearview mirror. Another person's hand cradles their face.

For some people, it’s with a high school boyfriend in the back of his Honda Civic. For others, it’s with a stranger you met in college, or even on your wedding night with your new spouse.

Two people hold books in front of their faces so only their eyes are exposed as they look at each other. The one on the left has red hair, a red top and glasses, and the one on the right  wears a black beanie and fingerless gloves.

As a child, there was nothing more sacred than my uninterrupted, unsupervised computer time.

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