Alcohol robbed small joys from my life. I missed too much of my life being numb or hungover.
As I read the news that the Supreme Court of the United States of America had overturned Roe v. Wade, tears of joy began flowing.
My thoughts immediately went to all of the people in Texas and across the country seeking abortion care.
"If my 15-year-old son decided to transition, I would 100 percent support him. But I would not support him wanting to go into women's races."
"It's hard to fathom the idea of not being introduced to sports, let alone allowed to play, or that sports weren't offered because of your sex.
"The guys challenged me every time I stepped on the court and I gladly accepted it."
"The sexism we saw was more about our credibility, you would have whispers and people were saying we were on drugs."
"It's important for me to be an ally and voice to make sure every girl who wants it has the opportunity to participate in sport."
"A lot of young kids, especially young girls, saw my emotional moment in 2021. I think it shows them the passion that we play with."
"I can see that female soccer players like co-captain Megan Rapinoe and I have that shared joy of being able to be part of something bigger."
In my adult years, my size continued to be an issue as co-workers would tell me, "you'd be gorgeous if you lost weight."
By 2019, Parkinson's disease and dementia had robbed him of the ability to stay steady on his feet.
"He was white, but I didn't think of him as white. My mind couldn't process it because he didn't act like most whites."
"I knew the intense desire to be ravaged by a hungry man. And I knew it would inevitably end when the U.S. Marshals caught up."
"Our generation got stunted by the 2008 recession. There were no jobs when we came out of college. Things got better—then we got pushed back down the mountain."
"He said my maladies would only grow worse over time. He gently suggested to my mother a very nice facility that would take me in and care for me."
I've heard security staff at the royal palaces have our photos hung up on the walls.
I want so much to protect my daughter. I try to understand her pain, knowing that as a man I can never fully grasp it.
My Nana ruled her family of men—brothers, husband, sons—with an iron fist in an extremely stylish glove.
If any marriages are made in heaven, this would have been one of them.