reclaim your voice.
I was a self-absorbed child. Grasping for the steering wheel to follow my own route, disregarding others’ inclinations. The need to exert control over all aspects of my life was dizzying, and losing the reign was not an option. How could people treat themselves so lightly whilst doom mounted inside of me? I had always expected…
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I find that being an intersectional feminist in the real world is exceptionally difficult because you can’t correct every racial slur and every sexist comment. Speaking to ignorant people is as productive as speaking to a wall; I actually think you would find that speaking to a wall is far more tolerable. I am a…
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When I was young, I would run around my backyard playing out imaginary scenarios. I remember my mind feeling a lot “lighter.” I felt freer, as it should have; I was only a child. Now I am twenty — I don’t really have a backyard to run around in, and my mind feels a lot…
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