I’m sorry that that happened to you. That instead of jumping up to hug you, I got silent. That my own memories of rape and verbal abuse overpowered any ability I had to focus on you in that moment.
School starts tomorrow, which means it’s time to say goodbye
Can I be a feminist despite the fact that the job I want does nothing to break stereotypes or further the advancement of women in the workplace?
Overcome fear, live beautifully instead.
It’s forcing yourself to get up and move on because you can’t stay broken forever.