As with the women on my own team, I don’t tell them that I feel just as crushed as they do, that I spend every Sunday feeling the first tugs of the tsunami. And yet it has never occurred to me that I’m lying to everyone. I want to help, and somewhere in my subconscious I think the way to help is to be a beacon of calm and encouragement, and I become that without stopping to question why, or if I might be making things worse by pretending any of this is sustainable.
