Womanhood, Integrity, and What I Was Actually Taught to Admire I am not a woman. That sentence tends to arrive with heat attached to it, but that heat isn’t coming from me. I’m not trying to provoke. I’m not trying to negate anyone’s experience. I’m not rejecting my past or the people who shaped me. I’m trying to say something simpler—and more difficult. I’m not a good woman.I’m not a bad woman...
