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Diva ParekhAn exceptional raspberry, a hill, and twelve chronic illnessesAfter being diagnosed with my seventh chronic illness, I thought I was done. Naturally, I joked about how close I was to hitting double…Dec 2, 20221Dec 2, 20221
Diva ParekhRelationships, red flags, and nightmaresContent warning: sexual assaultAug 15, 2022Aug 15, 2022
Diva ParekhOatmeal, heartburn, and Masterchef AustraliaContent warning: eating disordersMay 23, 2022May 23, 2022
Diva ParekhA bloody potato, an actual grown-up, and a sprained ankleA few weeks ago, I glanced at my left forearm and saw a bump right below the crook of my elbow. Panic set in as I started to Google what…Apr 4, 2022Apr 4, 2022
Diva ParekhDragonflies, Taylor Swift, and neon pink walking sticksAs a child, I hated P.E. For one, I was always the shortest and the slowest. While running, I would seemingly trip over my own feet, often…Feb 4, 2022Feb 4, 2022
Diva ParekhFountain pens, happy pills, and 14 years of therapyWhat five therapists and a disability taught meJan 18, 2022Jan 18, 2022
Diva ParekhA horse, a pandemic, and a mysterious chronic illnessI’ve learned to manage my disability, but I’m never going back to normal — and I don’t want toJan 5, 2022Jan 5, 2022