‘Mom was nearly dying from bleeding during childbirth. My casual Jewish dad prayed desperately that he would start following Judaism if she survived, which she did. Over the next decade, his religiosity ramped up. Mom found herself married to a fundamentalist, ultra-orthodox Hasidic Jew who wanted us to go to religious school, and divorced him.

‘Thus began my split-custody childhood where I switched houses every single day. At his house, my dad forced his religion on me through emotional abuse and physical violence, and had my sister spy on me at my mom’s house. A feeling I still deeply carry around is that I am constantly lying.

‘I rebelled against my dad about bar-mitzvah, and resolved never to lie again about who I am. I threw out all spirituality and got into hard sciences, axiomatized my life like an unfeeli ...