I've Never Hated The Way I Look More Than I Do Now
I've never liked the way I look. I just didn't look like the other girls at school. I didn't have dimples like they did, I didn't have eyelashes that caught the sunlight, I didn't have a smile worth being seen. I still don't. They had mighty confidence, grace, radiance. I had a mighty forehead. I still do.
My Chat with Leno
Success. It feels so far, far away. Like maybe it all happened in a dream or a movie. But not a movie that I wrote and starred in. Just one I happen to have watched, on a loop, for several years. God, I miss that movie.
10 Hacks to Help You Become a Period Ninja
It's that time of the month again. You know, your monthly visitor? Do you feel like your monthly cycle is a time where it's hard to get anything done? Do you find yourself feeling drained, tired, and moody every month? It's no surprise that the menstrual cycle can take such a toll on our bodies.
Semiotic Analysis of Emma Stone’s Revlon Advertisement & Its Sociological Effects
Advertisements have a powerful impact on the way we subconsciously view ourselves and the world around us. Effective advertisements, especially visual ones instill emotions and ideas into their audience regarding themes such as gender, body, and consumption. If we understand how advertisements manipulate us, we will become better able to identify the manipulating elements and avoid becoming brainwashed.
This Diploma from 1923 Shows How Far Women Have Come in 100 Years
There’s more than enough stuff in the world already, so I get practically everything I own secondhand. I do it both for environmental reasons and because vintage stuff is way cooler! From clothing to furniture to appliances to home décor, I’m constantly on the lookout for unique items that people have cast aside for reasons that shall remain forever a mystery to me.
Reusable Menstrual Pads, my body and me
Menstruation, or more widely known as a period, is a general monthly occurrence for girls and women everywhere and is a perfectly normal and natural part of being a glorious woman.
He Destroyed My Home.
I am writing the following story because I want to let go of something that has made a deep impact in my life. Organizing my endlessly scattered thoughts works best for me when I write them out, so here it goes. It is no secret that I often speak my mind, but I suck at communicating about the really, really, deep things that torment me. I have gotten better but every day is still a struggle. Just to sort of set the stage, I will start off by saying that I am diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder Type 1 and Adult Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. My story of my experience plays a particularly important role in my mental health. It diminished my ability to communicate, to heal, to be strong and courageous for myself. It turned my entire world turned dark. I have been described as unpredictable, out of control, impossible to manage and crazy. I have been told that I am a monster, and my life is worthless. I have been told that I destroy everything I touch. I conditioned myself to shrink for others, to not upset or defy them. I stayed quiet and bottled everything inside. I smiled and said, “it’s okay”, when really, I just wanted to scream and beg for someone to make the pain stop. I accepted toxicity into my life because I believed that it is what I deserved. Every single person I have ever met knows a completely different version of me. The versions of myself constantly change, as is life. And as a result, I am a variation of factors. Yet, there are only 3 people who know me entirely. Every single secret. Every single insecurity, down to the last detail. Every single emotion, mood swing and trigger. Every single thought and opinion. Every single amount of excruciating emotional and mental pain. Every single trauma. Everything that has damaged me. These 3 people's influence on my decision to finally share my story with the world will be mentioned in my following story. I had held a secret inside of me for 7 years, one that I thought I would never be able to face. I denied it all these years, repressing it so far that I eventually did not think about it at all. All it took for me to finally accept the truth was seeing a stranger’s face in a bar, increasing self-awareness and the compassion, and understanding of very 3 important people. I have finally realized how important I am, not in a cocky way, but in the way that I matter. My story matters, my healing matters, my life truly does matter. I am not staying quiet about who I am and why I am the way I am anymore. And because of this moment of clarity, I am ready to speak about something that happened to me when I was 18. Something that I tried so hard to forget, but ultimately could not escape. This is my story about the night someone stole what was mine.
- Third Place in Sister Circle Challenge
To The Woman With The Heart of a Dragon
You were born in 1964. The year of the dragon. You’ve always admired dragons. Dragons, lions, eagles. Creatures larger than life, that represent strength and courage. I think it’s because you’ve always seen yourself in them. I do too.
You are not alone. Together we can de-stigmatize speaking out about our experiences with sexual harassment, assault, and more.
SWAAY is a ground-breaking media and online publishing company that harnesses the style and glamour of today’s business-minded woman. SWAAY is dedicated to celebrating the stories of established and emerging entrepreneurs to advance more women into the forefronts of innovation and entrepreneurship through visually inspiring and intellectually engaging content.
Your body, your choice? A place to debate and discuss the complexities and controversies surrounding women's' health issues, reproductive rights, and bodily autonomy.
A Salute To Working Moms During This Pandemic
The pandemic has slowed down economies across the globe. Most of the countries are either amidst recession or are staring at one. Probably the first major recession after nearly a decade.
She changed color, The meaning and tone of it Melanin will do that... So many pantone chips to define her skin, No one would ever know where she was from.
Has the Coronavirus Pandemic Changed Beauty Standards for Women?
While no one knows exactly what the world will look like once the coronavirus pandemic is truly over, we are seeing some major clues. There has been obvious change in the advancement of health sciences and vaccine advancements, big technology that allows many to work from home, and in online education and learning models. However, there have also been many, perhaps more subtle changes, in the ways we interact socially with one another.
Writing: I'm Not Like Other Girls Toxicity
"You're not like other girls." This is a line many of us have heard in a film or TV show, usually said by the love interest to the heroine to praise her for her uniqueness. However, this is a bit of a backhanded compliment, especially when the praise is acknowledging traits many women have or insinuating its better not to demonstrate typically feminine character traits. That might be why this line is almost only found in young adult and teen media. Writers may not expect teenage audiences to analyse the subtext or larger social implications that dialogue can hold. By saying that your intelligence, sense of humour, chastity, lack of interest in makeup, independence, or whatever make you "different from other guys/girls," it's implied that anyone who identifies as other to those traits is somehow lesser than.
The Bisexual Feminist
As a bisexual woman, you would think I would have admitted this sooner. Yes, I do have a few female celebrity crushes and yes, I am in a committed relationship with a man. Do I have any regrets or shame at all? Hell fucking no. I don’t let other people dictate who I am supposed or not supposed to be attracted to and neither should they, homophobic or not. I’ve been putting off telling this story for some time, but as a grown woman with a mind of her own (shocking I know), I feel empowered to speak my personal truth. My coming out was a personally turbulent time, one of which I don’t regret and never will. The only thing I will ever regret doing is making the people I love worry about me.
Fears of Women
Every woman has her weaknesses and her fears: the fear of loneliness, ageing, poverty, getting fat and so many other things to be afraid of. Today, we will look at the list of fears any woman may have that cripples her most times.
How my Teen Pregnancy Saved my Life
I went to self checkout when I bought the test. Ridden with anxiety, I was hyper aware of any glance a stranger cast my direction. I couldn't face the fact of what I was buying would make concrete. Until then, my life was lived on a whim, bounding from one teenage adventure to the next. The innumerable ways my future could play out felt like steps on a bridge over a chasm, with too many places I could fall through. Leaving the store, with the test in my shopping bag I felt a dread of certainty.
I remember, as a child, going to visit the Tower of London with my parents. I was always fascinated with British history, and the Tudors in particular. It was there that I first learned about Anne Boleyn, and she's been floating in the back of my mind like a ghost ever since.
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