Rinse. Repeat. And I still feel dirty.
Last year, in response to the horrific Steubenville, Ohio, rape tragedy, I wrote an emotional and reactionary post about what it feels like to grow up as an ordinary woman in this world. Ordinary women's everyday experiences would blow most men's minds. If you have ever thought you might understand what it means to be a woman on an average day in America, take a few minutes and peruse the #YesAllWomen hashtag on Twitter. I'll wait... So today, as I reread those raw, unedited remarks from last year, I'm struck by how common and unremarkable my own experiences are.
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