I was six months pregnant when my sister-in-law locked me out on the balcony in the freezing cold and said, “Maybe a little suffering will toughen you up.”
I don’t know exactly how long I was out there. Ten minutes? Twenty? Maybe more. In the cold, time lost meaning fast. All I knew was that my hands had stopped hurting because I could barely feel them anymore, which terrified me more than the pain had. My breath came out in weak little bursts, … Read more