Wish Me Happy Woman’s Day Today And Here’s Why
Twenty-six years ago on this day, I had my first period.
Twenty-six years ago on this day, I had my first period.
I’ve returned to thinking about men and romantic relationships after a nearly two year hiatus. There was just so much going on with other things, health, work and family that my inclinations had all but dried up. I had to shore up my emotional reserves and that meant going into battery saver mode. The easiest thing to stop, the first non essential thing was seeking men to date.
In the story of Masters and Johnson (Masters Of Sex), Bill Masters does not come off looking good in any way.
I’m enjoying the company of books & plants. For the first time these don’t feel like escape from the loneliness between men. It makes my past feel like vertigo.
I’m currently watching the TV series, Masters of Sex. It was the first show I began on Netflix when I first subscribed. I had to stop and move to other things that were easier. I’ve tried to come back several times and I think this time I’ll manage to finish…
Why is a selfie taker shamed so much?
I went for a swim and then I went on a date.
There’s a certain kind of man who gets off on sad women. It’s an entire trope – The Depressed/Tortured/Troubled/Damsel-in-distress that the guy ‘rescues’ with minimal emotional investment by clowning around. He is not a Manic Pixie Dream Guy. No, the original in that trope is not a person and only…
It’s precarious because what can balance atop slime for very long?
You should smile more, women are told, it makes you look good. This is said as a compliment but is erasure.