I did

Since the waves of #MeToo trauma just keep repeating themselves and we’re all sharing yet again, I did report it. I went to HR. I went to a lawyer. I lost my career. Good things have happened since (and someone involved apologized to me many, many years later), but I’ll never know what could have…

My hope

I’ve been covering a lot of protests in the past year and half or so while Traveling at the Speed of Bike. This photo of a woman perhaps attempting to explain #MeToo to her daughter breaks my heart as a woman, as a mother of daughters, and as a citizen. My hope is that moments like…

Please just stop

I received an unwanted sexual advance in a public space while riding my bike this past week. The details don’t matter. What matters to me is that every time this happens (which, for me, is really not that often), it rips off the scab and undoes years of personal work to heal past traumas. I…

Forgiveness

I was riding Attica from here to there in the most diverse square mile in the USA the other day, where refugees-of-war carry the weight of atrocities as I pass them with my little smile and wave (sometimes returned, often not), and I saw a vacant lot blooming with violets and thought of that quote…

14 hits

I came up with 14 hits to the search term “harassment” in my book, Traveling at the Speed of Bike. That’s not including the other #MeToo-worthy stuff mentioned in the first chapter and the free Epilogue. And, like most women, there’s so much I didn’t tell because I’m still digging it all out of the suppression…