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It was all around me from the beginning, the weight of female suffering, with its biblical justification and vanishing acts.
and everything else I used in a losing battle to make myself beautiful.
I understood at those times what I was leaving behind: the solidarity of a shared biology. Women know what it means to have a body. They understand its difficulties and frailties, its glories and pleasures. Men think their bodies are theirs alone. They tend them in private, even in public.
There was nowhere to go that wouldn’t be me.