When I was your age, I thought it was over. My mother was a feminist, so I wanted to call myself anything but a feminist. And anyway, I seemed pretty welcome at work. Even though it was Wall Street, my analyst class was about a third women. We weren't just on our way — we'd arrived.
But then…there were the inappropriate pictures left on my desk. The guy miming a sex act when my back was turned. I wasn't given the great assignments; the more senior woman I worked with was likewise dismissed as "lightweight" (and, lest you think that might have been true, that woman was Safra Catz, now the co-President of Oracle). Then the women started to fall away in their 30s…more in their 40s. But the worst of it, I thought was over.
And now Trump has made it clear to everyone that the battle for us women is not over.
I can't stop thinking about this and what we can / should do.