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I saw Othello's visage in his mind,
And to his honors and his valiant parts
Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate.
So that, dear lords, if I be left behind,
A moth of peace, and he go to the war,
The rites for which I love him are bereft me
And I a heavy interim shall support
By his dear absence. Let me go with him" This is an interesting quote from Desdemona explaining why she loves Othello and wants to be with him. Here she is saying that she fell in love with the way that Othello views himself. This is an interesting play on identity and how it impacts a persons choices. She loves the identity that Othello has manicured of himself, not the true man underneath that.

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“that I love the Moor to live with him, My downright violence, and storm of fortunes” (Shakespeare 243-245). Here is another example of Desdemona disregarding the identity society is trying to force upon her by confessing her love for Othello and wanting to be with him. She is willing to throw away the life her father gave her to be with him and follow him

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"Are you looking at how I've become two?...But I'm dragging myself, the other me, every strand up to the surface" (Long Soldier 10). Here Long Soldier is once again talking about how she feels torn between two different identities struggling to coexist inside of her,

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This poem is a clear example of Long Soldier dealing with the box that society places her in due to her identity as a Native American which I discussed in my paper

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"Images from the Archives of the Institute for Ecoteric Research"

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"Images from the Archives of the Institute for Ecoteric Research"

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"Would you resurrect an extinct animal, since it's now biologically possible.....though the melancholy will inhabit our bodies until the holy spirit becomes plausible (I am desolate and afflicted though we are faithful and scientific" This quote talks about resurrection through science and how it deals with identity. Is this truly created an identity of a new creature or simply creating an empty vessel?

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"I found myself constantly in the hands of doctors" (Jamison 16). I spent two weeks in the hospital before going home after my operation. You lose sight of outside life and everything is regulated for you. I was in a haze of pain killers and nurses. It left a lot of time for reflection on myself, school, friends. 

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"I found myself constantly in the hands of doctors" (Jamison 16). I spent two weeks in the hospital before going home after my operation. You lose sight of outside life and everything is regulated for you. I was in a haze of pain killers and nurses. It left a lot of time for reflection on myself, school, friends. 

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This is a video of a surgery similar to mine. I think this video gives substance to the unsettling feeling of having someone inside of your face/body.

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Orbital floor blow out fracture repair with titanium mesh

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This is 4 weeks post op

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This was in February, 3 months after my incident

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This is 2 weeks post op

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I chose this passage because it links to empathy exams and the difficulty of having to had a traumatic experience to one's face. It also ties in with the main theme of identity and recognizing oneself. She talks about looking the mirror and having difficulty facing the results of trauma.

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This is a (stock) image of my surgery

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This is two weeks post op

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This is Lucy Grealy, the author of the text Mirrorings which this passage is from. She was diagnosed with a disease in which this was the result. It permanently altered her appearance an

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"Shearing away more rock face, turning it to rubble" It felt as though my bones, which were shattered into hundreds of little peaces had been turned to rubble.

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"Now I was laying on my back in a hospital gown. I was woozy from anesthesia. I felt like crying all over again"(Jamison 15). This connects to my experience of going under right before my surgery, I was terrified that my face would not be able to be fixed entirely. I had no choice to have this surgery or I would be permanently blind in my right eye. I felt powerless and scared to leave my face in the hands of a surgeon.

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This is in mid December

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This is one day post op