This is an (admittedly long) article which uses a sexual assault as part of the context for the conversation, but it’s a really (and I hate using this phrase) thought provoking piece.
"In believing that I am a smart, strong woman, do I automatically forfeit my right to be proud of my body, to feel sexy, to feel wanted? Can I walk out into the world in a mini-dress and reasonably expect that I will be respected and that my words will still be powerful and hold weight?"
I was assaulted a few weeks ago. I tried just now for a few minutes to find another word for it, something less aggressive, but I couldn’t. I realized how ironic it was that I was trying to shave down its sharpness, because that entire thought process I just went through— the “let’s not blow this…
do you ever sometimes think dirty thoughts when you’re in a public place and then start to think about if someone is telepathic so you start throwing around random things in your head like ooh cupcakes
i truly genuinely feel sorry for all the people who try to talk to me and get disappointed and upset because i probably sound like i don’t want to talk to them when i actually just don’t know what to say I’M SORRY