(Names have been changed to protect the guilty)
My most profound girlship began in 8th grade. It was really more of a girl gang–there were four of us: Jessica, Jenny, and Claire. We were inseparable. Three of us even started a band together later that year called, The Aviators–Claire acted as our “manager.” (more…)
As many people know… I’ve got issues. We all do. Past issues, present issues, inevitable future issues…etc.
It started up (again) this past fall when I enrolled in yoga teacher training–the lovely issue of body image. I was with 40 other women who were probably a size 0-6. Now, I am not any of those sizes, and I have breasts and an arse. Immediately, I felt like a failure–which, just writing that, makes me feel like even more of a failure, because I pride myself on being a feminist, and (trying) not to give a shit about fascist beauty standards that are unattainable and unhealthy. So, I now feel like a double failure. (more…)
First, let’s get something out of the way: I was a strange child.
A long time ago, I wrote a list of people/places/things to sue, because they upset me for some reason. I was about 10-years-old at the time. Well, I’ve found that list, and it’s pretty awesome, and still rings true. Below is the list in the order it was written: (more…)
