My mother was a regular church-goer and was very tolerant.
I felt that what is personal is political.
I thought there had to be something I could do because it seemed crazy that, in addition to the psychological tragedy each woman has to face, came also all the rest.
I met the Radicals and we liked each other reciprocally.
I was very restless, but finally I found my way.
I was on leave from local and regional politics, as long as I was a Minister.