My reality, my identity and my whole life as I had imagined it was challenged. I was forced to re-invent my perception of what it was to be a woman and what it was to be a mother.
I love that our roles, whether it’s around the house, socially or vocationally, don’t define us. The day-to-day activities I do (or don’t do) don’t make me any more or less of a woman.
As a feminist, it appals me that feminism is still a necessary thing. That we should have to think about gender parity, let alone still need to insist on it.
