…d solution to my femininity only served to validate my father’s misogyny and trap me further in it. If I wanted freedom, the courageous act was not about proving my will and my worth by absorbing more pain. The courageous act was choosing not to anymore, accepting the possibility that others would think it was because I couldn’t. Freedom meant giving up the fight.
Mollie Birney, M.A.
Thank you for sharing your story, Mollie. You are very brave.
I love this bit about how often freedom means stepping out of the ring. I can think of countless examples where this rings true.