Whether you believe men are better than women, or vice versa. Whether you believe there are only two genders, or that men should only marry women. Whether you voted for Trump or for Clinton, we should all be feminists. Calling yourself a feminist doesn’t mean you hate men. Calling yourself a feminist doesn’t mean you’re … More We Should All Be Feminists
My ex admits that he’s fantasizing about a threesome with me, him, and the girl he dumped me for. My best friend stares at me pointedly and tells me that she wants to try dating a girl. My classmate asks about my sexuality, and when I tell her starts “cuddling” me, quite literally groping me … More Not Your Costco Sample
The words butch and femme have been used for decades to describe the way WLW (Women who Love Women) present themselves in society. Butches tend to present themselves in a way more stereotypically masculine: short hair, muscles, and so on. On the other hand, femmes take on more traditionally feminine qualities, including long hair, makeup, … More Butch and Femme: Who Gets to Use Them?
A few weeks ago, I was reading a post from audrieeejac on Twitter about relationships that stated, “the other day my grandma told me, ‘when you and him are fighting, you both need to remember that it’s you two vs. the problem, not you vs. him.’ and that hit me hard” (Source) That quote has … More Opponent or Allies?
Dear Mr. C, I walked into that classroom when I saw you behind the desk. The bell rang, but before you began to teach, our principal walked in. After a few minutes of conversation, he turned to the class and declared that you were wonderful, that he aspired to be like you, that our class … More A Letter
“Who’s telling the truth?” “She’s probably getting paid for this.” “Oh, not this again.” Three of the many responses I’ve heard to the Christine Blasey Ford case. But there’s one constant question, one that my peers are desperate to answer. “Who do you believe?” Who do I believe? I believe that that question is not … More Who Do You Believe?
I tell my boyfriend I love him, and kiss him goodbye. I don’t know if I’ll see him again. I hug my mom tightly and tell her I love her before I get out of the car. I don’t know if I’ll see her again. I tell my friends they’re precious to me and I … More Shootings