For a few seconds after my mother said she could not congratulate me for “defying God’s will,” no one moved.

clinic administrator came in. Within forty, Tere was escorted from her desk. She did not look ashamed when she passed the open door. She looked offended. As if privacy was less important than her right to judge what was inside my body.

By noon, the clinic confirmed unauthorized access to my file. Tere had opened my records multiple times without assigned continue reading …