Someone who so clearly didn't even understand what she was part of, but appearing to think she had to play act a role isn't a very convincing source of viewing the world.
This sounds it was written by some intern doing the plot for a silly comedy:
But I soon learned that membership of the feminist club comes with small print. You cannot pursue feminist goals without signing up to a larger bundle of commitments under the banner of ‘progress’, such as climate justice, racial and gender-minority rights, wealth redistribution and so on. Reject those, and you will be excommunicated from the coalition of the righteous.
I tried living my adult life according to those ideals, pursuing low-carbon life, non-hierarchical social forms and maximum sexual freedom, in a culture hell-bent on individualism and fluid relationships.
By the end of my 20s, however, I had found that being determinedly counter-cultural was taking a great deal of emotional and intellectual effort, for questionable returns. I concluded that sexual freedom brings alienation and that too little interdependence, rather than too much, is actually precipitating a collapse of social life.
I suspect that in a few years there will be another book about how marriage and motherhood isn't a fulfilling as advertised.
MSM love women who lurch from one disaster to another and try to make out that because they are female, they are some how a barometer of actual feminism.