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On “Activism” Burnout, and What I’m Doing to Resist It

In the days and weeks following the Women’s March, I was about as close to “woke” as I’ve ever been.  I was bearing witness, I was donating, I was reading and tweeting and posting. And then…I broke down. I started weeping one night right before bed, mumbling incoherent concerns to Daniel. I realized I couldn’t …

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