Feminine Strength In The Room
I read ‘Room’ and ‘See What You Made Me Do’ to understand why men hurt women. They were triggering but they helped me find strength.
I read ‘Room’ and ‘See What You Made Me Do’ to understand why men hurt women. They were triggering but they helped me find strength.
In how many ways shall I experience grief? I watched THAPPAD and thought about all the people who have hit me. In plural
This is a recap of my menstrual cup journey. I have not one but two that suit me now.
The bonds between women are downplayed, disrupted and even villified.
It is the face of a woman that the world likes to call a Strong Woman. It is a tired look. A jaded look. A bored look. A dismissive look.
I thought of myself as ‘one of the boys’ because I didn’t identify with how femininity was practised around me. I’ve come a long way. I may even be one of the girls.
I’ve soldiered on in feminism alone. Last night, I saw a community police itself. And it let me go back to being a person, not a soldier for an evening.
I was trolled last week about my appearance. Other people’s reactions brought me insights about the role of shame in their lives and made me think about mine.
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.