Much of my loneliness was self-inflicted, having more to do with my angry, self-divided personality than with sexism. The reality was that I was alone not because of my politics, but because I did not know how to live in a decent way with another human being. In the name of equality I tormented every man who’d ever loved me until he left me; I called them on everything, never let anything go, held them up to accountability in ways that wearied us both. There was, of course, more than a grain of truth in everything I said, but those grains, no matter how numerous, need not have become the
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