Me Too

21 Feb


A few months ago I sold my gold bookshelves on Craigslist.

The way it all worked out, I was home alone the night my buyer could pick them up. I did the things I know how to do instinctively.

I gave several people information about where I was, who I was meeting, and when to worry.

I turned on all the lights in my apartment.

I pulled out my mace and had it in my hands when I opened the door.

I was greeted by a woman, about my age, holding the exact same pink breast cancer foundation mace I have.

We looked at each other and our ready mace and laughed.


“You have mace!”

“I have mace!”

Our relief was so palpable we hugged.

By the end of the transaction I’d helped this new sister strap the bookshelves on her car. Learned about her relationship with her grandma. Laughed again.

We were friends. We were safe.

I’ve thought about that moment a few times since. How I prepared myself for the worst-case scenario. How another woman felt the same way. How we live our lives prepared for the worst when it comes to our safety as women.

I haven’t written about the Me Too movement. I don’t write about a lot of political things here and then I wonder if I’m doing it all wrong.

A podcast I listened to shortly after the election quoted something along the lines of, thank goodness Anne Frank didn’t write about trees.

And while I know I am not even remotely at all ever in any way in the same situation as Anne Frank, I’ve wondered about what I write. Am I avoiding the important stuff? Am I only writing about trees?

And feel-good television?

And spring cleaning?

I think about this mainly when I imagine my future children. Young girls asking me about this particular moment in history.

What was it like when women started to speak their truths? How did it feel?

How does it feel to be a woman in this political climate in general?

The important questions.

And so.

I guess I’m here to begin in some small way.

To say Me Too.

Me Too in countless ways for countless reasons big and small.

Me Too like every woman I have ever met.

Me, me, me, Me Too.

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6 Responses to “Me Too”

  1. Linnea February 22, 2018 at 7:08 am #

    This is a wonderful post, Jill. So much of it resonates with me. I tend to not post about anything political online anywhere either, and then also wonder if I’m doing it all wrong. I appreciated reading your post this morning.

    • jillianlorraine February 27, 2018 at 5:32 pm #

      Thank you. I really appreciate this. It was surprisingly nerve-wracking to post even something like this!

  2. Teresa February 25, 2018 at 3:27 am #

    Thank you for your blog post.Really thank you! Awesome.

    • jillianlorraine February 27, 2018 at 5:32 pm #

      Thank you!

  3. Tracey Plantier February 28, 2018 at 5:43 pm #

    Love this Jill. That’s the horror and the beauty of Me Too. Very few women have not been impacted and we are in this together.

  4. bgrfamily March 6, 2018 at 8:21 am #

    Thanksso much for the post.Really thank you! Keep writing.

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