I got sexually harassed today. Actually, it happens all the time. Like, almost every time I venture out on the city streets for longer than ten minutes. It’s kinda like when you have to drive in the city and you can never find a good parking spot, or when you’re stuck behind a group of …
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Aug 17 2012
Depression Personified
This is a work of fiction. Trigger warning for depression and abuse. And again. Everything starts to swirl in my mind again, tears pool in my eyes. Everything about me is shit–my writing, my activism, my appearance, my personality. I cry everywhere–in the office, in the bathroom, on the train, in bed. Just yesterday I …
Aug 12 2012
A Reflection on Three Years of Blogging
Three years ago today, I inaugurated this blog with its first post. At one point in it, I explained that I’d moved to WordPress.com and started a new blog because of issues with my previous host, and I wrote this: I thought about buying my own domain and not messing around with that stuff anymore, …
Aug 01 2012
[Guest Post] How I Was Indoctrinated into the Gay Agenda
My friend Seth writes about growing up with four gay uncles and how they’ve shaped his views on gay rights. I never stood a chance. I was indoctrinated at an impressionable young age—so young that I can’t even remember what age it was. I have four gay uncles; two related by blood, and two more …
Aug 01 2012
Because I Am An Atheist
A few months ago, blogger Ian Cromwell wrote a post about how atheism has affected his life and titled it “Because I am an atheist.” In the comments section, others left their own “Because I am an atheist” stories. Then my friend Kate wrote her own version, and now I’ve been inspired to write mine. …
Jul 23 2012
More Than Just a Body With a Broken Brain: Why I'm Choosing Social Work
It would be nice to be called “Doctor.” It would be nice to be paid a very high salary and have a stable job, and to be able to produce an official piece of paper proving that I am Smart. It would be nice to be published in prestigious journals, to receive emails from others …
Jul 16 2012
It Happened Here (Or, How to Hate a City)
It’s been three years and nothing’s changed. I still cry every time I leave home, whether I’ve been there for a weekend or a summer. I’m still the awkward girl with no sense of decorum who cries on the Megabus. I still feel worse and worse as I get closer and closer to my hateful …
Jul 02 2012
When I Knew It Was Over
When I was a little kid, my favorite dreams were the ones in which I got something new–a toy I’d been wanting, some really cool gadget. (Kids are acquisitive that way.) I would wake up grasping for my new possession and feeling a tremendous sense of injustice at the fact that I couldn’t keep it …
Jun 30 2012
"F*ck the Bourgeoisie": In Which I Infiltrate a Socialist Gathering
Yesterday some friends took me to the annual conference co-sponsored by the Center for Economic Research and Social Change and by the International Socialist Organization. The conference is called, quite simply, Socialism 2012. Now. I am not in any way, shape, or form a socialist. However, I’ve always been curious why that particular political affiliation …
Jun 27 2012
How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the B's
A few weeks ago, our final grades for spring quarter were posted online. This usually happens on the Monday evening after the end of the quarter, and you see people posting Facebook statuses about their grades all night. I used to be one of the people who’d sit there refreshing Caesar or at least checking …







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