The paradox inherent in trying to cleanse yourself in
the very material you are trying to rid yourself of.
How to purge a chemical that is
invisible, odorless, and tasteless?
How to live with a disease dormant in you
that doesn't die with your last breath
but instead is exacerbated in the birth of your child--
I saw a documentary short recently where the narrator said that the only way for a woman to get rid of her dioxin levels, because it is a lipophilic chemical, is to pass it on to her child.
I don't know for sure if this is true,
but if so, the moral implications of giving birth to a child
just became much more complicated.