#MeToo. For the time I stood in a crowd and had a man press himself up against me, feeling his hot and unwelcome breath on the back of my neck as he tried to place his hands on me, so that even after I turned to face and stop him and the coward bolted, I took four showers in a row in the hottest water I could stand when I went home that night. I still felt like I could not wash the feeling of his disgusting touch off me. For the time in high school when I saw a man at a beach

When I was applying for university at the tender age of 15 (yes, I went young and began my freshman year aged 16), there was one that stood out among the others: Tufts University. It was a great school – part of the “New Ivy League”, with prestigious alumni, and a Goldilocks-esque campus that wasn’t too big yet wasn’t too small. But that was the case for many others I’d applied to – so why was it when the fat, A-4-sized acceptance letters started rolling in (yes, I’m old enou