This Week: Hear, O Israel
My country is breaking. My heart is broken.
Dear fam,
Over the weekend, I wrote an essay about parenting, and consent, and body boundaries, and anxiety. But I didn’t send it. Not because I don’t want to; my anxiety is not magically healed or irrelevant. I didn’t send it because something far more important is happening. The following is an essay I’ve tried to write many, many times. Writing about…
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