One Of The Girls
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.
Womanhood
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Feminism Is A Conversation
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.
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Shame
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.
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Wish Me Happy Woman’s Day Today And Here’s Why
Twenty-six years ago on this day, I had my first period.
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Coming Out Of Battery Saver Mode
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.
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Coming Out Of Vertigo
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.
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Go, Selfie!
Why is a selfie taker shamed so much?
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Post-Swim Dating Is A Thing
I went for a swim and then I went on a date.
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The ‘Only If You’re Sad’ Guy
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…
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Slime
It’s precarious because what can balance atop slime for very long?
