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Imperatives for Carrying On in the Aftermath

โœ’๏ธ Natasha Trethewey
Do not hang your head or clench your fists when even your friend, after hearing the story, says, My mother would never put up with that. Fight the urge to rattle off statistics: that, more often, a woman who chooses to leave is then murdered. The hundredth time your father says, But she hated violence, why would she marry a guy like that?โ€”
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