Are you a coward? Birth a child and watch that change you forever
When I was a young girl, I passed up on a lot of opportunities to defend myself. I would shrug silently when the kids in my class would laugh and rhyme my last name with “hamburger” (yes, “Kay” is my pseudonym). I calculated that they would get bored and move along, and frankly, it was not the worst scenario. So I let it slip.
