You’re a little judgy. You’re a lot judgy. You’re like Judge Reinhold.


That locker room might have made my father the man that he is, but it also made me the woman that I am. After that, I quit the swim club. I quit trying to fit in, trying to be one of them. I knew I never would be. But more importantly, I didn’t want to be. Their violence was petty and ignorant, but ultimately, it was true to who they were.