Popular culture likes to paint the definition of feminism as women’s goal to be equal to men. It’s the sanitized, simplified, and publicly palatable version of feminism. It’s the definition that many are exposed to first, that we see in the media, and what lots of adults will tell you when your eight year old self asks what feminism is. And to be fair, the definiton is not strictly incorrect. As many here know, the definition of feminism is a longstanding point of contention. One person’s definition is undoubtedly the one listed above. Another person’s defintion is all about choice. And obviously, we do not all agree with each other’s definitions. Putting those differences aside is a necessity, because it unites us all as part of a global movement with one overarching goal: to help women.
(Author’s Note: This post may be triggering for anyone with a sensitivity towards topics about eating disorders or disordered eating.)
I suppose I ought to start this post off by noting that this is simply my own personal experience with the topic, and is influenced heavily by what I’ve seen and heard from others I know in recovery. And now that that’s out of the way, let’s get down to it, shall we? Read More Eating Disorder Recovery and the Focus on Fitness, Or: WTF, Y’all?
Chances are that if you have any friends under the age of 35, at least one of them is a big ole’ Ron Paul supporter. Okay, maybe if your judgment is better than mine, none of your friends are Paul supporters. Consider yourself lucky. But you can’t help but notice that the young “˜uns flock to this guy in droves, and it isn’t just because of the pot thing.