Just because we’ve reconciled ourselves to our current reality doesn’t mean it’s right. Because this is the truth, which becomes no less true if others have had to endure it: We shouldn’t have to choose between excelling in work and thriving as individuals. We should feel good about listening to our bodies when they tell us, in every way they know how, that we should stop. Parenting shouldn’t be a contest. Leisure shouldn’t be this scarce. Domestic labor shouldn’t even be close to this unequal. We shouldn’t be this worried, this terrified, this anxious about everything.
