Homeseeking: The Burdens of Ambition

When I was around 12, I had my first feminist breakdown when my mom got extremely mad at me for getting a bad grade (B-) on a test. I remember having a tearful conversation with my dad about how pointless it all felt. Why was it so important for me to excel in school when what was expected of me (per my religious upbringing) was to be a stay-at-home mot…