I found my comfort in books. In the classics, in contemporary releases, in fantasy. But now, as an adult, I have started finding new YA releases, books that came out in just the last few years, that have hit me hard. Books that I needed as a young, anxious, queer teen: books that reflected on my own experiences, and that made me feel seen even now. I recognized myself in those young, anxious, often queer girls, and I wished fervently that I could send a care package of these books back to myself at age 15.