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After I watched the British comedy “Sex Education” on Netflix, I found myself asking my friends, and myself whether we were happy with the sex education we received in high school. The resounding answer was, “No.”

When contrasted with the earnest conversations in “Sex Education,” it’s clear that American dialogue about sex in popular media and in schools is often unhealthy and unhelpful. In this comic, I recall growing up with a sex-ed curriculum that prioritized abstinence and fear over communication and questioning.

I can’t help but wish the national conversation surrounding sex was a safer space that could assure anyone that, wherever they are in their sex life, they are fine and valid.

I also wouldn’t have minded if Gillian Anderson had helped teach sex ed in my school. Honestly, what a dream.

When my plants wither, it feels like a reflection of my own setbacks

Taking care of myself and my plants can be an uphill battle

Kate not Katie: Why I dropped the ‘i’ in my name

As I got older, my name started to feel like a too-small sweater

My parents’ divorce stopped me from being the kid I wanted to be. Here’s how I healed.

I realized every family has their own story, and this is mine