Constantly torn between “ugh, I don’t want to do anything today” and “I AM WASTING MY SHORT PRECIOUS LIFE!!”.
It is possible to have a really complicated and shitty relationship with someone and still want them to be part of your life. To still expect them to be there. To not buy into so much of it but buy into some of the clichés of the roles they’re supposed to play, the things they are supposed to show up for. To still be angry, still be confused, still be exhausted, still be accepting, still be selfish, and to still wait and wait for them to come back.
i don’t want to be a part of a college system where plagiarism is a worse crime than rape
I know this is a long shot, but I’m trying to find an article or maybe even a blog posting that I read a while back. I’m not entirely sure when it was written, but I am positive that I came across it sometime this year (if that even helps).
The article/blog talks about how some young girls, around the age of 7 or 8, want to grow up to be a pastor’s wife. It might have been written by someone who asked the question during Sunday school one day. I wish I could remember more like a likely source or how long ago I read it, but that’s what I’ve got.
I tried googling and going through my history to no avail. Anyone have any thoughts?
the worst thing about tumblr is that you read all those pro feminist/anti rape/anti misogyny posts all the time everyday and then you actually go outside and talk to a random guy and it feels like being punched in the face
We need more voices in science
to step up in defiance for those characters
that get erased from our stories; accolades and glories granted to counterparts
as though we didn’t have the smarts to achieve
the impossible, believe in the improbable
and create the unthinkable.
It’s unthinkable to me that our hindsight is so blinded.
Turning the cheek too many times makes me think you’re shaking your head:
no, no, no.
"Hey - you look good in that dress today."
Pay no mind to the mess that comment made
of my self-confidence. It seems pretty obvious
the words they think are innocuous are noxious,
breeding doubt and insecurity, feeding bouts of fury in me
as I hear the same phrases repeated to the women in my classes,
our lab mates and the masses of budding genius minds
that yearn to focus on their hypotheses and methods
but instead they’re distracted by those words left unretracted:
"you look good in that dress today."
If you tell her that she’s pretty before you tell her that she’s smart,
don’t be startled when she starts to parcel out and pull apart
her individuality. Trading physics books for glossy magazines.
Instead of figuring fifty ways to solve differentials she’s counting up
fifty ways to potentially please her partner,
wondering - is this what is appealing? this feeling of cheapening my intelligence
because we’re terrified to be marginalized for tying to have it all,
all the while face burning, yearning tears not to drip drop while your stomach flip flops
at being called out for a love of learning.
Just between us, from one woman to another
it’ll take a while to recover while we wonder without ignorance
why there are so many instances of being told to be a mother
before we’re told to be discoverers.
And I hope in twenty years or maybe less
we’ll be blessed with plenty of reassurances that our work
is recognized for its significance, and the difference is
we’ll be standing up for our accomplishments - not alone but with accomplices within our fields.
And it won’t be such a novelty to be so proudly standing up for our beliefs
and our discoveries.
We need more voices in science, and not those that just say, hey-
You look good in that dress today.
WHAT DO WE WANT?:MORE INTERVIEWS/BEHIND THE SCENES/APPRECIATION FOR THE PEOPLE FOR WORK BACKSTAGE/DESIGN/BASICALLY EVERYONE WHO ISN’T AN ACTOR BECAUSE THEY ARE JUST AS IMPORTANT AS THE ACTORS AND THE SHOWS THAT YOU LOVE WOULDN’T BE THE SHOWS YOU LOVE WITHOUT THEM.
WHEN DO WE WANT IT?!? PEFERABLY A LONG TIME AGO BUT NOW WOULD BE SWELL AS WELL
Saying I got to be where I am because I was lucky makes me feel kinda bad - I worked hard. It wasn’t like I was putting in the time hoping a famous YouTuber was going to “find” me - I was looking for any opportunity to publicize the Museum, to talk about the work we were doing. I was putting in 40+ hours a week at a museum while still working a job 35 hours. I cared.
Instead of regretting or lamenting doing something you felt was right for you at the time, use your knowledge as a beneficial tool to get ahead. Seize opportunity. Put in the time to the thing your passionate about, don’t cut corners, don’t slack off, don’t wait for accolades to be your encouragement. Do it for you.