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"Here's what I know: When I woke up from the final surgery, I didn't want to see the articles I've written or the editors I've worked for. I wanted to see my sons and my husband. And I wanted to go home."
Well, duuuuuuuh! Are we supposed to believe that a man would feel differently? That any human being at all would feel differently?
Since when does feminism mean valuing things or the vestiges of success more than people? I always thought it was about equality about having the right to be my true self.
For the record, my husband and sons wouldn't have me be any other way. People who really love you do not hold their love over your head. They want you to be who you are. That's the whole point.