I’ve been straight edge for a little over fourteen years now. It feels weird writing that because I hadn’t actually realized it was that long. It’s pretty wild how fast the last decade has flown by. But that’s a topic for another day. In a lot of ways, discovering the hardcore music scene shaped my… Continue reading Living Sober
Life is full of contrasts. We need these for perspective and understanding. We cannot understand light without darkness, just like we cannot truly understand love until we have felt apathy or hatred. If you look hard enough, life is awe-inspiring and beautiful. It is possible to become completely overwhelmed by the amount of goodness and… Continue reading Life is Hard, and Beautiful, But Mostly Hard. And the Idea of Happiness is a Delusion.
I don’t know how to draw but I made this because I’m tired of people thinking we don’t need feminism. These are just everyday examples of patriarchy, sexism and toxic masculinity. The tip of the misogynist iceberg.
It’s taken me many years to come to the realization that for much of the time that I’ve spent feeling like I don’t fit in anywhere, or as though there is something seriously flawed with my personality, that maybe it’s not just me. Opinionated and outspoken women are seldom, if ever, popular. I’ve never wanted… Continue reading Whatever You Do, Don’t Be an Outspoken Woman
When I first saw a social media post containing #menaretrash, I was honestly taken aback a little, and my impulse reaction was “that seems pretty harsh”. I usually hate the use of generalizations. But then I took a minute to read the linked article and some other related ones to put it all in context,… Continue reading Feminism is a Dirty Word: My Thoughts On #menaretrash
This will not likely win me any popularity awards, but, whatever. It’s 2017. The world is overpopulated and people are starving to death while others are breeding without much more thought than “awwww I really want a baaaabyyyyy”. Before you have an internal freak out and imagine throwing daggers at me, no, not everyone has… Continue reading Womanhood Woes
I’ll start off by saying I don’t have any children of my own. The thought seems daunting for a number of reasons, but that’s a topic for another day. A family member recently had her second child, and my first time holding him, I was, as expected, awkward, uncomfortable, and feeling very ill-equipped to hold… Continue reading Adventures in Non-human Parenthood