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Married at 22: (non) Identity Crisis

It can be easy to let labels run our lives. A few years ago, I opened a door that I haven’t quite been able to wedge shut. It was Christmas vacation: I’d watched a film with my parents and nestled onto the couch with a hefty glass of wine. I don’t remember why inspiration struck, but I remember tweeting, very innocently, “thank goodness for #feminism.” The darkest depths of the Twitterverse opened to reveal its nastiest messengers. I received at […]

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