As a clinical social worker providing psychotherapy to the wealthy “daughters of the 1%,” as I’m prone to quip at dinner parties, I have learned to adopt humor and self-negation as armor against career-shaming. Formal […][…]
ON DURAS: THE WORD MD feeds her words into the machinery. She presses her self into the text: sweat, blood, excrement. It is a vile exercise. It is exquisite, this mysteriousness, this act of brute […][…]
