Category Dinta’s Articles

Your hands are dirty, and they stain everything you touch.

Sexual liberation is one of those phrases that sounds self-explanatory until we ask what, exactly, a person is supposed to be liberated from. Is it religion? Marriage? Social expectations? Shame? Gender roles? The fear of being judged for desire? Or…

Every child who grows up with the shadow of an absent/neglective father encounters a certain phrase early on in life. Often presented as a form of comfort, it goes something like this: “At least your mother was present.” While this…

Someone asked me once if I believed in God, and I went into a frantic, undignified search for an answer, flipping through years of half-formed doubt, looking for something solid enough to say out loud. I never found it. The…