May 2024
Beginner
192 pages
2h 53m
English
by Madison Butler
It took me 25 years to know the meaning of my name and recognize the sound of my own voice. During the formative years of my life, I believed that the authentic version of myself was the weakest part of myself.
For so long my name sounded like something from an unspoken language when it left my mouth. I followed my name with question marks, unsure of who I was: Was I the parts I showed the world? Or the things that haunted me as I tried to sleep at night? Was I the best things I’ve ever done, or the accumulation of my worst mistakes?
All of the above.
I am a Black, queer, neurodivergent woman, and that combination is my superpower. But for a long time I viewed these things ...