After being raped by two different men, Elizabeth Endicott struggled to maintain her sense of self.
Only 23, she did not think she was deserving of — let alone capable of finding — a romantic relationship based on tenderness and respect.
She decided to move to Antarctica, the coldest, driest and windiest continent on Earth, to work as a janitor.
In this week’s Modern Love essay, “Kissing a Fellow Janitor Amid the Trash,” Ms. Endicott describes how a community of earnest scientists and the second life of recycled refuse gave her the courage to begin again.
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