I Am Not My Bio
And neither are you.
One night when I was twenty-four years old, I made a discovery that would change my life.
I was mourning the end of a relationship—more specifically, the news that my ex already had another girlfriend—and decided to embrace my insomnia by baking brownies.
It was well past midnight. The batter was mixed, the pan was greased, but I’d forgotten to preheat th…