Womanhood Diaries, Vol. 3: When Rage Sends You a Text
After writing this week’s essays, I found myself stark raving mad. I was mad about a date I went on last weekend, during which a man scolded me for not giving him more access after knowing me for only a week. I was mad that TSA workers were forced to work without pay. I was mad about…
Womanhood Diaries, Vol. 2: Trauma is a Squatter
This morning, I wrote about a moment from childhood—the moment I made an unconscious vow: I will never become a wife. It was a memory I hadn’t thought about in years, yet it still stirred something within me. I still have nightmares where doors slam. I catch a glimpse of my eleven-year-old self crying. I…
Womanhood Diaries, Vol. 1: Fleeing the Cage
At 40, I discovered that everything I had learned about womanhood was a lie. In girlhood, I carried these truths like a lunchbox: Good women don’t rage.Good women must sacrifice.Good women must get married to feel complete. I started writing my first essay collection because I had seen these same lies capture the women around…
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