“Both Mom and my sister kept going on and on about how wonderful motherhood was, as if it were some kind of religion. I was still hoping to be brainwashed. But repeating ‘motherhood is wonderful’ over and over like a Buddhist chant was hardly going to be enough to brainwash me on its own. It just made me uncomfortable.”

“Both Mom and my sister kept going on and on about how wonderful motherhood was, as if it were some kind of religion. I was still hoping to be brainwashed. But repeating ‘motherhood is wonderful’ over and over like a Buddhist chant was hardly going to be enough to brainwash me on its own. It just made me uncomfortable.”

— Sayaka Murata