Unbound my story of liberation and the birth of the Me Too movement

By:

Burke, Tarana

Material type: Text

TextPublication details: New York Flatiron Books 2021Description: 260p.;24cmISBN:

9781472292322

Subject(s):

Burke, Tarana

DDC classification:

362.88 BUR

Summary: Tarana didn't always have the courage to say me too. As a child, she reeled from her sexual assault, believing she was responsible. Unable to confess what she thought of as her own sins for fear of shattering her family, her soul split in two. One side was the bright, intellectually curious third generation Bronxite steeped in Black literature and power, and the other was the bad, shame ridden girl who thought of herself as a vile rule breaker, not of a victim. She tucked one away, hidden behind a wall of pain and anger, which seemed to work... until it didn't.

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Book	UONGOZI Institute Resources Centre - Dodoma Biography	362.88 BUR (Browse shelf(Opens below))	Available	URD001914

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Tarana didn't always have the courage to say me too. As a child, she reeled from her sexual assault, believing she was responsible. Unable to confess what she thought of as her own sins for fear of shattering her family, her soul split in two. One side was the bright, intellectually curious third generation Bronxite steeped in Black literature and power, and the other was the bad, shame ridden girl who thought of herself as a vile rule breaker, not of a victim. She tucked one away, hidden behind a wall of pain and anger, which seemed to work... until it didn't.

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