When Shame Defines You
When shame defines you, it takes root in the fertile ground that is you, to propagate more of itself. Thus, the ashamed becomes the shamer.
Commentary on current social affairs. Intersectional feminism examining questions of gender, sex, sexuality, caste, class, race, religion & other discriminators.
When shame defines you, it takes root in the fertile ground that is you, to propagate more of itself. Thus, the ashamed becomes the shamer.
This post was written on Christmas Day, 2020. This picture is one of the last ones taken in December 2019. I had a Christmas Eve date (hence the colour theme). It was with someone I’d matched with on the same day I had a run-in with my past. I would…
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If you were born in another era, who would you be? What would your personality be like? Your values? How would you survive that world? What role would you play?