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Stories in Viva that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
4 More Feminist Horror Movies that Will Make you Reflect
I’ve always been fascinated by the macabre and the unseen forces of the paranormal, starting out with Goosebumps books and the Canadian classic T.V. show, ‘Are You Afraid of the Dark’.
Kendra MaryaPublished about a year ago in Viva
Blame The Government, Sweetie.
I had a conversation with my best friend today while we were in the gym. She brought up the fact of how different she was treated by her family at a family function because she had lost a significant amount of weight since the last time they had seen her. She said that for the first time ever, they had invited her to take shots with them and actually conversed with her on a deeper level. She also joked about how if they saw her now, even smaller than she was before, they would be serving her drinks and food. The common theme of her visits with her family during holidays were always uncomfortable for her because she was often ignored. She realized this past Christmas that the reason she wasn't spoken to was because of her heavier weight. I got to thinking, now why is that? Why would the people who are supposed to love you no matter what, treat you less as a larger person than they would if you were smaller? She inspired more questions that I had. Why is it that even strangers treat us differently? Sometimes without even noticing.
Chloe DugasPublished about a year ago in Viva
The Crochet Chair
An old chair sits quietly alone separated from anything that seems familiar in a darkened attic room put away for safekeeping, or perhaps just forgotten. The golden fabric left dull with a light coating of dust and a faint scent of musty wood, nestled in a corner pushed against the slanted walls of the roof line even though the bare plywood was in harsh contrast to the polished wooden accents this chair became lost. The raised floral patterns worn to smoothness as this chair found purpose and great use once in its lifetime. A bit scuffed, tattered and worn but obviously having some importance to be stored away for such a long amount of time.
Sindy Leah FitzPublished about a year ago in VivaMy Dad: The Feminist
This is the story of how my dad became a feminist. Let's start with that all important caveat shall we? Just to be clear – I’m not talking about a born-again, protest-chanting, preaching-from-the-roof-tops feminist. Not even the type of feminist that is really comfortable calling himself that word.
On My Complicated Relationship with the Word “Okay”
Let me start with what I saw. The expanses above me were an aged off-white with the wildest, strangest assortment of clouds you can think of. Texture. Icy tile held accountable by gravity unyieldingly pressed itself to the back of my head, my shoulder blades, me, as I look up into the restless sea of plaster directly above me. A finite sky of drywall. The floor vent to my left puffs its wispy breaths, the plumbing pipes swishing fluid below me and above me and all around the tiny bathroom in which I laid. I didn’t feel; I saw.
F. Elle HullPublished about a year ago in Viva
The Great American Tampon Shortage
So far this year, Americans have experienced shortages in baby formula, camp counselors, child care workers, lifeguards, and swim lesson teachers. It’s not a stretch to say, it’s been a rough year for parents. Add in record-high gas prices, and this summer does not look to be a fun one.
Jennifer GeerPublished about a year ago in Viva
It's time to stop telling women in their 30s how to live their lives
I turned 30 this year, and let me tell you, that milestone falls on you not like a stone, but like a hard, crushing boulder.
Dee SimonePublished 2 years ago in Viva
Growing the Girls
I recently read a story by Suzanne V. Tanner, calling for "Breast Building Stories" for a possible e-book. Suzanne's story is like those of many of the girls I grew up with. They just couldn't wait to have breasts and be all grown up.
Paula ShabloPublished 2 years ago in Viva
Yes, I Had An Abortion
“Tell me, were there any complications following your abortion?” The doctor stood looking down at me as I sat encased in a paper robe, stiff uncomfortable paper sheet crackling beneath my bare buttocks.
Paula ShabloPublished 2 years ago in VivaThe Dystopia I Feared Is Upon Us
I am a writer. Words and the stories I create with them are my identity and my life's purpose. But every now and then I go through these "no writing" spells, where the stories and words just won't come. I'm starting to recognize that these spells coincide with world events, over which I have no control. I'm trying little tricks to fool myself into storying, like leaving my docs open to the next paragraph or feeding my brain inspiring stuff–books, movies, videos–to get over the hump. But this time, as we face the defeat of women's reproductive freedom in the United States, the words won't come. All I can see is The Handmaid's Tale in my mind, which leaves room for nothing else.
Hillora LangPublished 2 years ago in Viva
5 Things I'm Gifting Myself to Achieve My Goal This Year
As I sat by the roadside, watching people move in different directions, the traffic was starting to build up. The sun had started to shine as I waited for the bus; all looked blurred from my peripheral view.
Jessey AnthonyPublished 2 years ago in Viva
The Importance of Boundaries Around Diet & Body Image
Boundaries. A word that may sound scary and limiting, but when used properly in various areas of life can bring a sense of comfort and reassurance.
Erin R. WilsonPublished 2 years ago in Viva
