You’re embarrassing yourself, please sit down
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it until my last breath. Lord give me the confidence of a mediocre white man.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it until my last breath. Lord give me the confidence of a mediocre white man.
My application for the Supported Living Payment has been approved.
Every now and then (all the time) I get asked about what medication and supplements I take/exercises I do/if I drink water hanging upside down off the kitchen table etc – Continue Reading →
I’ve had more than one friend tell me they’re afraid of feminism. Not just that – they’re afraid of feminists. They’re afraid of “doing feminism wrong,” and I understand that. Continue Reading →
I’m having some ~feelings~ about labels. Ever since I discovered, to my surprise and no one else’s, that I was Not Straight, I’ve been looking for the right way to Continue Reading →
It’s a question I ponder often, because obviously I’m a raging misandrist. But Naomi Alderman has done so much more than ponder in her latest novel, The Power, which I Continue Reading →
Obviously, I jest. I don’t use the money I make from Patreon for candy (if I did it would be strictly peanut M&Ms, and everyone knows they don’t count. I Continue Reading →
What are your “tells” when you notice your mental health slipping? And what tricks do you use to hack your brain back into line?
“Being told that, categorically, he knows what he’s talking about and she doesn’t… perpetuates the ugliness of this world and holds back its light.”
Every few weeks or so, I get asked why I’m on the “Jobseeker” benefit instead of the Supported Living Payment. I reply that my application for the SLP was denied. Continue Reading →