I've been reading this memoir called Bound Feet and Western Dress for my History of Modern China class, and it basically tells the story of the life of Youyi Zhang, who had to go through China's first modern divorce.

I just felt so upset and angry and hurt as I was reading that I needed to vent about it. I don't care how lauded her ex-husband was for being a "literary genius" or a revolutionary romantic. What he did was wrong.

A happier post later. :)