Almost everyday life offers me the opportunity to speak up for myself, and I’m left with one of two options: shy away, or take the opportunity. Depending on the situation, speaking up for myself normally makes my hands shake and head race around with fears. The most prevalent of which is: “If I say this thing I really need to say, this person will hate me."Read More
“Anything you can do I can do bleeding” is a hoorah of some feminist movements. When I first heard it I felt my fist involuntarily pumping in the air in deep agreement. How many times have I had to sit through school, work, or a grueling gym class while menstruating just to prove that I am equal to a man? Not only equal but capable of showing up amidst deep physical pain. Of course, I’m drawn to sing along to this narrative, but here's the thing, equal doesn’t mean “same”.