That story is absolutely heart-breaking. It’s funny to me that reading that story, I can just tell I wouldn’t like Jasmine Mooney. We wouldn’t get along on a personal level. Her humour isn’t my kind. Her view of things doesn’t line up with how I perceive the world. We wouldn’t be friends. And yet, I’m so incredibly moved by her story and I really respect the humility she shows in highlighting the stories of the other women she met in that system. I’m going to share this around, this feels really important.