Taffy Brodesser-Akner has penned an incredibly emotional tongue-in-cheek review of a homeopathic retreat. I've read it three times now and I have tried to post this essay a few times, yet have failed to post any useful commentary or (just one) quote to summarise. What gets me, honestly, is the yearning for human connection that all these women share.
I won’t spoil it because it’s a worthy read. But I do have a few questions that I have yet to resolve. Has the (American) medical system really fallen so far that simple human connection during such a vulnerable time is now considered a luxury? How disaffected must some women feel to finance an entire competitive pseudo-medical industry? What then does this mean for people of less means, of various impairments, or of colour?