Oh, misogyny. It never stops, does it? This week we’re catching up on three weeks worth of awful, so brace yourselves. Plus, you get to find out why I’m not friends with very many people from high school! (Yes, it’s disgustingly relevant and you probably already saw the story.) As usual, trigger warnings for pretty much everything apply. Read More This Week in Misogyny: Hoo Lordy
My dad has glasses, and growing up I never really understood the stigma of glasses. I never encountered it truly, except for one episode of Arthur when Arthur the Aardvark got glasses and everyone called him “four eyes.” But I do remember when I started to need glasses. When I figured it out, I kept quiet – I didn’t want to be a dork. Read More Glasses, I Do Love Thee
An online friend of mine feels that at her job at a university, people are always conspiring against her. I’m sure universities can be tough places, but she reported the same thing in two other jobs, which makes me think her perception might be part of the problem. She also believes she is terminally unlucky and can never catch a break. Read More What Lies Are Holding You Back?
I recently found myself despairing pretty hardcore over the state of my finances and lamenting the fact that I haven’t managed to meet all my personal and career goals in the time I had set for myself many years ago. I had always just assumed that I would be a successful writer by the age of 30, having written at least one novel, and able to support myself comfortably through either writing, or through one of the other various avenues in which I boast qualifications. I assumed I would be living in a house I owned, managing to write and raise my son, enjoying a comfortable lifestyle. Well, here I am, at 31 years of age, quite unable to support myself through writing, and quite frankly, struggling to make ends meet on the daily. Any hopes of becoming “successful” by the age of 30 have long since been dashed, and with the holidays approaching, and the hole in my wallet growing ever deeper, it has become easy to wallow in the depths of self loathing and self pity. Read More How Success is Measured
I honestly haven’t had a lot to write about lately here on the good ol’ Persephone because what I am expected to write about as Awkwardetteâ„¢ is a lot of stuff I am not doing: having sex, dating, etc. Yes, I have reached the fabled stage of female singledom known as Bitterness. I honestly think about the idea of going on a date and meeting a new guy and going through that drama of giving a shit about what I’m wearing or the words coming out of my mouth and I want to die.
Did the title of this post kind of piss you off? Good!
The idea that weight loss is a good idea and a worthy achievement is so ingrained in our society that most of us take it for granted. Of course, losing weight is an achievement, right? We heap praise on anyone who does it. We flagellate ourselves for not achieving it. Read More Weight Loss Is NOT An Achievement
I recently cut my hair short. As many ladies who have had the audacity to cut their long hair can attest to, many gentlemen feel free to express their displeasure at such an endeavor. This tends to be one of those things that enrages me. Read More Turning the Other Cheek
I feel like a lot of self-help and success-oriented talk purports a myth that can be hurtful. The myth is that self-esteem is something you can just sort of start off by having or something you can decide to have instantaneously. I think, for most of us, that isn’t the case; I think for most of us, self-esteem is the end goal.