People scream their pain, and we silence them however we need to.
Tag: feminism
Ignoring and Amplifying the Dangerous Realities Women Experience Online
There isn’t a place where women can feel safe in this world. That is the message cyberviolence sends. Companies should want to stop cyberviolence.
My Inability to Write on the Good Girl Mentality
Writing about good girl mentality means writing honestly about the destruction of self, drowning under that loss of self, and then breaking free, kicking upward to the surface only to have to destroy more before rebuilding. It means writing with no walls or masks and no pretenses.
My Thoughts on “Barbie”: Sparking Need Conversations and Also A Missed Opportunity
At the end of the day, the notion that feminism means power, prestige, money, and feeling good about yourself is no longer my idea of what feminism is or should be.
Recommended Biographies for Women’s History Month
This list is a list designed to capture biographies of women from across the world and of various different ethnic backgrounds. There are many books I gave five stars to and absolutely loved and others I gave three stars to. All of these I enjoyed, however.
My Experience With Stalking
It started with a simple friend request on Facebook, and it ended with him saying we were married in God’s eyes and him sending me death threats for being unfaithful to him.
While the stalking happened for a year or so, I didn’t realize I’d been being stalked for a long time or realize why for even longer.
Voice
You are nothing. You are too much. Nobody wants to hear from you. Nothing you say matters. Nobody. Wants. To. Hear. From. You. It’s the harmony of different voices and different people over the years crystalizing into one overwhelming crescendo.
Stop! My internal scream leaves everything silent. My own thoughts deaden. The crescendo abruptly halts. I matter. My voice matters.
Being a Woman in Public
Excerpt: It’s where I came to expect that the tax for being a woman in the public space was to be groped, and experience touch you had not asked for, that was unwanted, and that left you confused.
Half Drafted 