On Losing A Voice And Remembering How To Speak Again
Men will never stop attacking my right to speak. My voice is my only weapon and my sole identity.
Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
Men will never stop attacking my right to speak. My voice is my only weapon and my sole identity.
A phone crash made me realise just how much friendship has become equated to customer services.
I haven’t written anything new through October. It wasn’t a bad month though. Far from it. The rains petered out and I think I dealt with my least favorite season a lot more gracefully than I usually do. I know it often seems like I’m endlessly complaining. But only I…
Breakups need to be grieved. Grieving is messy and the path to healing isn’t straight. But if you have the space & support, it happens.
September was kind. I had four milestone conversations.
Can we separate filmstars from their politics? The medium has a pervasive impact on society and actors enjoy unprecedented privilege. Do they not owe us ethical guidance of that thought?
I was diagnosed with a thyroid deficiency and prescribed a pill I’ll need to take every day for the rest of my life.
There is always a sizeable number of people who have no interest in what’s going on. Are they really so many people who don’t know what to do with their time?
Is it a function of our flawed social systems that older generations never allow the younger ones to grow up? Age is full of lessons. But maybe I’m a reluctant student.
This is sort of a birthday taking stock that’s late. But it has been the kind of year that merits that.