I have a checkered history with elevators. Or any tight, enclosed space. I’m not sure how I survived and thrived in my mother’s womb. Or...

“Did you ever wish you hadn’t been born?” The class, I among them, sat in stunned silence. The professor's question felt invasive—not...

I was lying in a West German hospital, having arrived in the middle of the night with heavy bleeding, afraid I was going to lose my baby,...