On January 21st I marched in the Women’s March on DC. It was a day of hope and empowerment and amazing signs. For the first time since election night I felt something other than despair. I felt like the
Thank You For Swallowing
I have typed out this post three or four times. Sometimes getting only a sentence down before crying and deleting it, sometimes a whole paragraph. Once I wrote the entire post and then with tears filling my eyes I held
