Hysteria: Not so Historical
In the last year of being ill, I have discovered a disturbing pattern between the sharing of my mental health situation, and the disparagement – bordering on disbelief – by Continue Reading →
Category Archives: Feminism
Recommended reading
If you’re not reading Ideologically Impure, you should be. Written by the self-proclaimed ‘Lefty, feminist, Wellingtonian, philologist, geek, willing tequila-drinker, and rejecter of labels,’ our own Queen of Thorns, it’s Continue Reading →
No.
A couple people tried to tell me today that if I didn’t like something, I don’t have to read it – and that “freedom of speech” gives you a Get Continue Reading →
‘Fuck you, Please help me’
I’ve noticed that whenever I have an appointment to see a medical professional – which is pretty much all the time – I tend to dress a certain way. I’ve Continue Reading →
Where do I begin?
Scene: Tumblr dashboard. Character: me. Action: cruising… cruising… cruising… GRINDING FUCKING HALT. Usually, my Tumblr dash has lots of lovely pretty things and poems and clothes and bits here and Continue Reading →
Some thoughts on body shaming
I saw a tweet a couple weeks ago that has really stuck with me. I’ve thought about it and thought about it, and it’s still annoying me. Trigger warning: this Continue Reading →
Sterilised and silenced
I’m having a lot of thoughts about women’s rights to have or not have children – especially mentally ill and/or disabled women. 1 in 6 New Zealand women has a Continue Reading →
Don’t call me crazy
I wanted to write a post about the way women are referred to as “crazy bitches” – often post-breakup – and all the things that are wrong with this. But Continue Reading →
Something is anything that’s not nothing
So far I’ve avoided adding my voice to the current conversations on rape culture in New Zealand, for many reasons. Last week was a bad week for me, and for Continue Reading →
Basically, fuck the patriarchy
I am over being a woman in our society. I am over being sexualised or victimised or swept under the rug. I am over being told to pipe down, that Continue Reading →