that many of us acted out in ways that served only to perpetuate our fragile self-esteem. Patiently reserving my heart for one man required constant prayer and vigilance, but it allowed God time to heal my wounds and to teach me the virtues of friendship. I also came to see that the doubts that had surfaced interiorly about abortion, just before my flirtation with Christianity, were quite reconcilable with my feminist spirit. Though I can speak for no other feminist of radical leanings, it became