You Don’t Know Me From Google

<p>If you Google Lana Poulson, you’re going to find quite a bit — articles, photographs, videos, podcasts, advocacy, art and pieces of a life lived publicly.</p><p><br></p><p>But finding someone isn’t the same as knowing them.</p><p><br></p><p>In this deeply personal chapter, I explore privacy, social media, growing older, ending friendships, changing opinions, past mistakes and the strange reality of having pieces of your life permanently searchable.</p><p><br></p><p>I also reflect on my photography project with Ruth Dick, the unexpected ways that work touched a cancer survivor and a mother of a trans daughter, and the humbling experience of being told that my own visibility has inspired others to transition and live more authentically.</p><p><br></p><p>Maybe you don’t need to be famous to leave a mark.</p><p><br></p><p>Maybe sometimes one person’s story is enough to change another person’s life.</p><p><br></p><p>You can Google me. But you don’t know me from Google.</p>