Passover Prep, As A Feminist, Can Be Enraging

I'll confess: Passover is the one holiday that makes me resent being a Jewish woman.

Throughout the rest of the year, I love Jewish womanhood. I love raising a Jewish daughter. Shabbat dinner is a labor of love. Synagogue means dancing and cookies and songs of gratitude. Even Yom Kippur ends in sweet cakes and promises to be a better wife, a better mother, a better Jew, better better better. We are always striving to be better.

But on Passover, I want to give up. How can I pass on a tradition that I viscerally hate? That ignites boiling rage within me? It is this time of the year that being a Jewish woman, and having a traditional Jewish home, starts to feel like too much to carry.