nonsense
no sense
time stands and brains trudge on
and I’m
rickyricky rack rack
gone
imploded supernova of nothing
cling cling rack rack
going on, i know the drill, you walk walk walk walk, away goes the hill, it takes time and effort and hanging on and sometimes,
letting go
Been Reading Renee for a while. I don’t feel expert enough on anything to weigh in on the actual real life events going on but feel this woman is right on here…
Womanist Musings
“Who the hell elected these women to speak on behalf of women like me? How is it that despite the clear acknowledgement that the monolithic woman does not exist, heterosexual, cisgendered, able bodied , white women continue to not only represent feminism but are understood to embody all of its core values and ambitions? The answer simply put is privilege.
It is privilege that maintains the hegemony of white women in feminist discourse and it is privilege that causes the failure to acknowledge how damaging this is. I began my womans activism as a feminist and it is only because of the continued erasure of several types of women that it became clear to me that feminism is not about justice or equality but the elevation of white women in relation to white men. Feminism is no more relevant to a marginalized body than training wheels on a bike would be to a fly. When these feminists demand vagina based solidarity, they need look no further than their own actions to understand why marginalized women increasingly say thanks but no thanks. How’s that for a quick hit?”
via Womanist Musings.
not that the problems go away, the stresses that are this economy, these life choices for experience and passion instead of stability and saving but the manic mental cycle of emotional crazy that everything is going to fall in on me at once, well, that was hormones. PLEASE MENOPAUSE, TAKE ME AWAY!
But I’m very veclemt today.
Teary. weepy. It goes away when I hang out with people, and in a fortuitous lining up of the stars I’ve had friends around today to hang with and distract me. But when I sit alone.
Part of it is that I feel stressed over taking care of other people but like no one is taking care of me. which I try to fix by trying to take care of more people cause I think they need it and do my best not to let old friends cast adrift and wondering if I have the ability to…well finish this post.
You are about to experience the Milazzo Effect. Hang on…
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