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Sunday, January 26, 2014
Why I support Feminism/ Equality for Women
I never thought that people would think that there is no more need for feminism. Or that it is dirty word. Yes there is some gender equality, but until you can reverse the double standard that exists it won;t go away. a
I don't dislike men or think they are the problem. I think the way society works and operates is the problem. We psychologically experience inequality, for example, why is it that a guy needs to accompany me at night to take me home? Why am I not allowed to go home by myself? Will having a guy there really reduce the likelihood I would get harmed? or is just there to make me feel safer or others want to feel safer knowing someone is walking me home? now I know what everyone will say " why make aa fuss? it is only for your own safety" valid point, but why doesn't he need someone to walk him home? and I guess I would like too be able to have the agency to be able to ask for help myself out of my own free will for eg " Would you accompany me home, I would feel safer if I had someone with me" Next would be victim-blaming, the common societal belief is that women should always protect themselves and be on the lookout or they will be the next " victim" this is privilege males have. If I have to hear one more time how a " rape" could have been prevented I will scream. Yes, I mean I think educating young people about how to party safe and smart ( for example, holding on to your own drink at all times, having a sober buddy with you, and a ride home and knowing your limits ) It has nothing to do with what you wear, for example, I walked down a street wearing a winter coat and jeans and then have a random car pull up to me with a bunch of guys waving dollar bills in my face exclaiming " How much?" I was pretty young and naive at the time and so shocked and gobsmacked by that I just stared in silence and horror of the audacity of someone to ask me that. Now I think if I encountered that again, my response would be a lot different. I have been in a couple of abusive relationships. It is not easy to admit this because, yes I still feel the shame, guilt and self-blame through it. I am not immune to those feelings that I should have known better, that I should have ended it sooner. But until you understand what it is like to be in an abusive relationships you will never really know. I experienced emotional and sexual abusive. No, I wasn't slapped around silly. But Yet I still feel like I don't have the authority to say that what i was experienced was sexual violence when in reality I know, stripping away everything that is what it was. Having someone place their hands around your neck, and they getting off on that is violence when you didn't want it, you were prying his hands off your neck desperately, or silently wishing you passed out just to teach him a lesson on going too far. Or him penetrating you when you were half awake and couldn't really respond. Doing it because you felt you were being a bad girlfriend if you said no. I just kept it all to myself because I was ashamed of admitting the truth, I wanted it all to be okay, I didn't want to make him out to be the bad guy, I loved him too much for that. These things are all my past, but they are still a part of me. I can't undo them, they have been done, what I ccan do now is to heal and move on and try to reframe these experiences into positive meaningful ones. Thanks to him., I know more of what I really need and deserve.
Saturday, January 11, 2014
Stay same love brave roar royals 2013
So 2013 has come and gone. Yeah I know its cheesy to do these, but fuck I have to. I forgot what its like to feel me. I miss feeling like myself, just feeling like I can be me, do me. Do what I want.
The later part of 2013 was hard, one of the hardest things I have done. But before that, let me go through the whole year. The first semester was great. I was in school, I worked with grade 2s and 3s. It wasn't too hard, I mean hey I have cute little kids. Its not too challenging and fun. I got to plan a social skills program and had an excellent relationship with co-workers and supervisors. It was awesome. I had balance and order and 9-3 hours, there was some sanity in thIis. I could do my salsa, and get my homework done. f The second semester, four days at a girls group/ treatment centre. Yeah my sktin got thickened, I had to put up with being cussed at, yelled at. But I learned the fundamental lesson, keep kids safe no matter what. You are there for the kids. Work your hardest, put in everything, . be strong. But of course, I will never forget theye week camping with my girls, I was able to show off my skills, be at my best, show my strengths. At the same time, bond with the girls and really see them in this new light, with so many strengths. Third placeme HARDEST THING EVER I had to really balance school and being amazing at . Looking back now, I don't think I really fit my placement very well. I tried my best to do as much las I could within the constraint. But, maybe I didn't open up enough, didn't talk enough, but I felt I couldnt really be fully relaxed or myself. Like I was stretched too thin. As a result my work probably suffered. I didn't feel happy at all and some days just did not want to go to work at all. Just felt so underappreciated and like I couldn't do what I really wanted . I want to the kind of therapist that really works with the kids, not just making plans, but having them really need me. Feeling wanted by them. I didn't get any of that there. I was just so overstretched, and pressured and like I wasn't doing anything right. I knew that I didn't want to work there. |