I think I was ten when I read somewhere that men like women who know how to take a complement. My ten year old self thought, “that’s great. Men like women who know they are smart and beautiful.” I thought men liked it when you agree with them when they complement you. As it turns … Continue reading On Complements.
If I’m being totally honest, I am terrified of having a son. I don’t think I get men. No wait, I do get men. And when I say I get men, I mean I have put a lot of work into appreciating my sense of self, I really couldn’t care what goes on in a … Continue reading Dear Son,
So I have a resting bitch face. This means I almost always seem angry. It makes it very difficult to approach me. I cannot even begin to tell you how much I enjoy that. It gives me the space and freedom to be in my head, and not be aware of my surroundings. So the … Continue reading Why thank you. I am indeed angry.
My favourite things about people is that we are such paradoxes, or lazy and unmotivated, depending on how you look at it. We say we want to be happy, but stay in unfulfilling jobs and relationships. We say we want to be successful, but do nothing about that idea we had. We want to be … Continue reading What do we want? Control over our own bodies. When do we want it? Now!
I have this admiration for people, especially women, who are forward. I mean forward about sex. I guess it is because I struggle so much with social interactions, to be able to walk up to someone and go, “hey, I wanna have sex with you” feels like a stunt out of a super hero movie. … Continue reading A little forwardness, that’s all I ask.
The year was two thousand and fifteen. Young, ignorant me was excited about the new year. I truly believed it was going to be my best year yet. I really did. It makes me laugh(and sometimes cry) to think about now naively optimistic I was. I guess I just needed the hopeful illusion. Two Thousand … Continue reading On change.
A couple of months back, I was walking with my two male friends when some random guy tried to get my attention in a not so polite manner. What stands out for me about this situation is that my guy friends were more offended than I was. Let that sink in. Here is a situation … Continue reading Everyday sexual harrassment.
You know how it is when you run into an ex, or an almost ex. You know, somebody who could have been something but life got in the way, or the timing wasn't right. Not just any type of ex, someone you had a profound connection with, maybe even loved. So it is a chilly … Continue reading Chill out, it’s just her virginity.
I am in this WhatsApp group that consists solely of my high school classmates. Now, I was in an all-girls high school and so every once in a while, things do get female, for lack of a better word. So recently, a member of this group shared a link to this article that was basically … Continue reading Just for the record, misandrists are not feminists.
Someone once asked me what I loved most about being female. I wanted to say I don't. Because being female is so exhausting. But it wouldn't be true if I said I didn't. Because I have days when I am dangerously in love with myself, and more so, with the fact that I'm a woman. … Continue reading Every woman needs…