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I Think The Thing That Has Always Made Me Happy Is Being In The Struggle, In A Community Of Struggle With Other People.

I Live With That Contradiction Daily. It Is A Constant Struggle. I Struggle Very Deeply. I Don't Think I've Said This To Anyone, But I've Wondered If I Just Want To Give Up This World And Live In The Congo And Just Be There. But I Don't Think That's What They Need From Me.

I Began To See My Body Like An Ipad Or A Car. I Would Drive It And Demand Things From It. It Had No Limits. It Was Invincible. It Was To Be Conquered And Mastered Like The Earth Herself.

Women Not Only Get Violated, But Then We Take On The Struggle To End It Too... As A Man, How Could The Destruction Of Women Be Anything To You But Devastating? Think About The Fact That The Women Being Hurt Are Your Mothers, Daughters, Sisters.

But My Body Was Telling Its Story. I Have Read A Lot Of Stuff About Cancer. I Needed This Book. I Wish I'd Had This Book When I Had Cancer. I Wanted Someone To Be Talking To Me About "fart Floors." I Wanted Somebody Telling Me What It Was Like To Have A Colostomy Bag. I Felt So Alone. And If You're A Person Who's Been Traumatized By Past Abuse, It's So Potentially Re-traumatizing. You Slip Right Into "oh My God, This Is The Only Person This Has Happened To Before" Mentality: "i'm Especially Bad And I Have Especially Bad Cancer..."