Things that occasionally make a person disappear:
1.
Let’s say a woman comes home after a weekend away to discover an unfamiliar pastel-colored toothbrush sitting expectantly by the sink. No questions are necessary. The woman does not unpack.This is not personal enough, is it? Not quite enough of the truth, but enough of it to not be a lie.
2.
Let’s say there is the uncomfortable realization that your lungs have grown larger than any of your other organs and are now selfishly taking up far too much space in your chest. Breathing is now the only thing your body wants to do.
3.
You say you want nothing on your birthday but that is false. You want what everyone else wants. You go out to dinner and it’s nice enough, but then you’re sitting on a couch next to the person you love and they’re someplace else again and they won’t even touch you, as if they’ve forgotten how, and it’s not that you wanted it all wrapped up in pretty ribbons, but because it seemed like today was the sort of day to feel something important from somebody else.
These few days it’s been stuck at Panic o’clock.
Women are often women’s own worst enemy. We take all that patriarchal training and internalize it until we’re cocked and loaded and ready to fire. This is one of the patriarchy’s most effective tools. Hanging with women almost requires a bit of masochism, unbelievable patience, and persistent, stubborn empathy.
Breasts, curves, whatever, in general will inspire male comments of “nice rack” and other assorted sexual comments, whereas the women will point out that you are too fat, too slutty, too ambitious, too stupid, etc. Given this environment it is no wonder that women often prefer to side with their oppressors. Mission accomplished.
It’s separate, divide, and control. Without solidarity there is no revolution. Trying to support women simply because they are women is unbelievably difficult. There are women with politics we don’t like, women who use the wrong cleaning products, women who don’t recycle.
There are accusations of you being a vaginal supporter. There are internalized messages that tell you women are the enemy and must be knocked down a peg or they threaten your survival.
If women ever learn how to stand together it’s all over for the patriarchy.
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hot fucking damn.Anne Hathaway - GQ UK by Mark Seliger, March 2010
Anal sex, RIGHT AMANDA?
vagina.
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None of these things describe the way I feel. It’s all tied directly into sex — hetero-sex-ual, homo-sex-ual, bi-sex-ual. I’m a person. “Sex” is not what I use to define myself.
I am a person, I am romantic, I am attracted to my significant other, my significant other has a penis. These things do not define me.
I have thoughts and dreams and hopes, I have accomplishments and I make mistakes. I like to watch movies and play on the computer. I have hair that I dye different colors depending on my mood.
Don’t all these things say more about me than my so-called “sexuality”?
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Contraception method: homosexuality. Although, of course, that only works if both people are cis, or if both are trans, or one of them had genital surgery, or…