I don't know what any individual should do about crossing her own borders. I only know that I live a happier, more adventurous life, by crossing borders.
When I died my hair red the first time, I felt as if it was what nature intended. I have been accused of being a bit of a spitfire, so in that way, I absolutely live up to the stereotype. The red hair suits my personality. I was a terrible blonde!
It took me fifty years to deal with the Holocaust at all. And I did it in a literary way.