The whole thing starts with a sentence—not even—a word. As I sit on the scratchy, green couch, mashed up between Sara and Noah, I hear that word and I just feel… odd. It’s like all of me, my powdered ...

While I haven't read the actual "Click" book yet, reading Nellie's essay and the concept of the book as a whole really got me thinking about my own click moment - about when I knew I was a feminist. ...