In my third year of university, I wrote a paper on the illusion of choice of mothers who are forced to choose between pursuing a career and raising a family full time. In the paper, I pointed out the root causes of the problem; patriarchy and neo-conservative government policies. I critiqued the devaluing of social reproduction and care work. I had a list of recommendations and made an impassioned plea for a better understanding of the problem, a national childcare program and more support for all mothers.
But I was not personally invested in the story beyond theories and jargon. I was filled with a level of arrogance that only the naive can afford. Surely, I would not face this particular problem.
I figured I would only marry a man who wanted to share the duties of raising a family equally. I also knew that as a social worker, I would not be working for corporation
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