Category: Social Justice/Human Rights

“And so it was in that place that I found my will, my first sense of self, and it was also where I saw once, my father in frustration pick up my mother and move her bodily to the other side of the room, only once, but such that I knew then that no matter what I wanted, that someone stronger could always make me do otherwise. A body lesson I would hate even until now. I still want to make it otherwise. I value my strength, as though my ability to carry heavy boxes and move furniture could protect me from the real threat of not getting my way. Of being picked up and moved. Of being overpowered. Of being raped. Again.” ~ Laura Jean Moore