I’m not sorry for all the recent rants, but I do feel sorry for those around me who are trying to live normal lives and process normal things and can’t get through a simple conversation without some fire coming from me.
I’m restless you see. As restless as this culture of ours, with its swelling waves. If you will take a single step outside your normal spheres you will feel the water rising. Tides are turning. and things are changing. This world is restless, and so am I.
[This is part four in a series of blogs which were written to help me make sense of the whirlwind of emotions I’m feeling with this #metoo movement. If you’re going to read one, please read them all because this is a complicated and nuanced life we’re living and it deserves more than 1000 words. Will update posts to link to each other as they go live! Part one can be found here, part two can be found here and part three is here.]
When people ask me what my Masters Degree is in I just say Mental Health. It’s easier than explaining the full story. Mental Health: Cultural and Global Perspectives in Mental Health Care is kind of a mouthful.
[This is part three in a series of blogs which were written to help me make sense of the whirlwind of emotions I’m feeling with this #metoo movement. If you’re going to read one, please read them all because this is a complicated and nuanced life we’re living and it deserves more than 1000 words. Will update posts to link to each other as they go live! Part one can be found here and part two can be found here. Part four is here.]
I think so much of the chaotic backlash we’re seeing around the #metoo movement is because we are obsessed with syncing up the external events and internal experiences.
[This is part two in a series of blogs which were written to help me make sense of the whirlwind of emotions I’m feeling with this #metoo movement. If you’re going to read one, please read them all because this is a complicated and nuanced life we’re living and it deserves more than 1000 words. Will update posts to link to each other as they go live! Part one can be found here.]
I wrote yesterday about the unpleasant side effects of the #metoo movement.
[This is part one in a series of blogs which were written to help me make sense of the whirlwind of emotions I’m feeling with this #metoo movement. If you’re going to read one, please read them all because this is a complicated and nuanced life we’re living and it deserves more than 870 words. Will update posts to link to each other as they go live!]
It’s an unpleasant side effect of this shit show we’re living in. It’s happening every time another woman speaks up, another name is in the media, another person I love shares a story that they’ve never told me before. Every time I feel this unpleasant side effect that has me longing to look away: nausea.