October seems to be the month of awareness. I feel very aware of mental illness. I watch it drag him down, bring him to his knees, smack him around for good measure. It’s interesting to see the manifestations of mental illness when personified or anthropomorphised. What kind of monster will it be? If I’m honest, I see mental illness less as a monster and more like a piece of furniture. Read More Caregiving: Monsters, Furniture, and Awareness
[TRIGGER WARNING for discussion of sexual violence.] As you may have noticed, April is Sexual Assault Awareness month, and like with a lot of other awareness months, the focus is a little too narrow. Awareness isn’t enough when it comes to sexual assault. In order for things to change, we have to give equal attention (or even more) to prevention. Read More April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month, But That Isn’t Enough
A couple of weeks ago, I had the privilege of meeting and speaking to Sir Patrick Stewart. Yes, that Patrick Stewart, who many of you may know as Captain Jean-Luc Picard of Star Trek: The Next Generation. I know, right?! I ventured out to Austin Comic Con (dressed as a slightly femme Tenth Doctor, naturally), intent on buying as many low-priced trade paperback comics and seeing as many Star Trek panels as possible. Well, I did that and more. This is the story of how I started talking domestic violence with Sir Patrick. Read More The Time Sir Patrick Stewart and I Talked Feminism
Miz J, Miz J, Miz J: I will never not forgive this woman for raising the bar on being real. As a woman who’s had her sex life used to define her all her life, Miz J’s piece came at a particular time when I said, “Fuck it. I am promiscuous. I identify as a slut-whore-ho. What are you gonna do about it?” Look at the way she just mauls the double-standard apart! The way she talks about how we learn to navigate sex and sexual expectation through a culture that’s already against us. Miz J deserves a star in heaven for helping me understand better the nature of my sexual classification, how to take it back, and how to whoop ass with it. – Coco Papy Read More Best of P-Mag: The Power of Being a Promiscuous Woman
You may have experienced this before: the feeling of an alien creature latching onto the base of your skull, sending pain shooting into your cranium and through your brain, or maybe it feels like a crazed sociopath suddenly plunged an ice pick into your head, lodging it firmly behind one of your eyes. Maybe it Read More The Migraine Monster
I have had sex with 37 men. Whether or not this qualifies as being promiscuous in the modern age is up for debate, but suffice it to say that I’ve had enough sex with enough men that I’ve forgotten some of their names (assuming I ever knew them).