Living in a woman's body: our fists raised in defiance, we are taking back what is ours

Women's bodies are forever under threat, making themselves smaller, but we are reclaiming their power For so many years, I lived as if I didn't have a body. Childhood abuse meant mine was a conquered land, a place that had been pillaged and vanquished from the very start. Thirteen years ago, I found out I had stage 3b/4 uterine cancer. I discovered it late and by the time I did a tumour the size of an avocado already occupied my uterus. It had busted through my colon. I did not know it or feel i...