... Survival Is The Least

Change, When It Comes, Cracks Everything Open.

Women Lose Their Lives Not Knowing They Can Do Something Different...i Claimed Myself And Remade My Life. Only When I Knew I Belonged To Myself Completely Did I Become Capable Of Giving Myself To Another, Of Finding Joy In Desire, Pleasure In Our Love, Power In This Body No One Else Owns.

For Years And Years, I Convinced Myself That I Was Unbreakable, An Animal With An Animal Strength Or Something Not Human At All. Me, I Told People, I Take Damage Like A Wall, A Brick Wall That Never Falls Down, Never Feels Anything, Never Flinches Or Remembers. I Am One Woman But I Carry In My Body All The Stories I Have Ever Been Told, Women I Have Known, Women Who Have Taken Damage Until They Tell Themselves They Can Feel No Pain At All.

I Think I Would Have Died If There Hadn't Been The Women's Movement. It Gave Me A Vision That I Could Do Something Different, And It Gave Me An Understanding That I Wasn't A Monster, Or Sport, Or A Betrayer Of My Family.

I Was Born Trash In A Land Where The People All Believe Themselves Natural Aristocrats.