Too Scared To Watch My Mad Fat Diary
Screen shots, gif sets, and fan fiction of My Mad Fat Diary have been flooding the body positive blog-o-sphere since the series began. For those who don’t know, My Mad Fat Diary (MMFD) is about a...
View ArticleI Am A Woman
I can pinpoint the moment I said, “Today’s the day you’re gonna stop eating.” I’d said it about a million times before. So I guess I really can pinpoint when I said I had to stop eating; that you...
View ArticleA Poem
True story walking down 43rd street in mid-afternoon felt stares, three sets of eyes absorbing me entirely. small group of elderly men stepped into my concrete path, they said “you look beautiful” in...
View ArticleIt Was NOT My Fault
I was sipping on an iced coffee, perusing Tumblr and avoiding anything that had to do with actually getting ready for work, when I stumbled across a particular post on one of my favorite feminist blogs...
View ArticleBattleground India
(photo by Eva Trampka) “They said, ‘if you go to school, boys will be troubling you, so stay home and there will be no sexual violence’,” Usha Vishwakarma recalled, while interviewed by The Guardian,...
View ArticleFEMEN: Flower-Crowned Islamophobia
What do you get when you mix white women, flower crowns, racism and colonial imperialism? FEMEN! Unfortunately, FEMEN and their actions are no laughing matter. Self-described as a “radically feminist”...
View ArticleMeet Me in the Aftermath
The girl is standing at the bar when the guy first approaches her. She knows him – he’s a friend of a friend, and she’s camped on his couch before. They’ve been friendly. They’re laughing, they’re...
View ArticleA Story You Think You’ve Heard Before.
Just because a story is difficult to tell, does not mean it should not be heard. Unfortunately, this story is neither unique nor rare. The odds of you having heard it before are high, perhaps you’ve...
View ArticleWhen the Justice System Fails Women
I don’t think it is too much of a stretch to say that everyone has experienced one of those 4AM phone calls. The thing is, it’s usually either desperately important, or your friend being a drunk...
View ArticleI Should Have Left
He messaged me first because he saw a photo of me with one of my favorite musicians. He wanted to tell me he had met her, too, once, in a café. I didn’t really care, but he was attractive—like, “why...
View ArticleThe Rape of Comedy
My name is Caitlin Looney. I am a college student. I am a feminist. I am a comedian currently studying comedy writing and performance. I am a rape victim. And I am having some trouble, you guys....
View ArticleThe Maybe Manifesto
We are sick of agonizing over maybe. Maybe if we hadn’t worn makeup. Maybe if we had worn a sweater instead of a tank top. Maybe if we had taken a different way home. Maybe if we hadn’t gone to that...
View ArticlePMS
maybe it’s because you love me too much that you have to suffocate everything you touch. your grasp leaves me red. it pains me to be near you (I wish you were dead) it hurts me to let you go. so I keep...
View ArticleA Drop or Two Shed
Drip. Drip. Drip. A Spring night, infamous for its showers. I see these burdened dark clouds relieving their anguish If only it was as easy for my Dark heart To do the same My soul drips, though, in...
View ArticleThe Politics of Pills
We sat across that crowded bar last night and you refused to look at me. We texted under the table and engaged with all others around us. We laughed, we chatted, we smiled, we danced. Just not towards...
View ArticleThe Only Sister I’ll Have
My sister Michelle* was born three and a half years before me. She taught me to ride my bicycle without training wheels and less successfully tried to teach me how to inline skate. Throughout my...
View ArticleLook Away: Rockstars and Their Underage Prey
In 2000, Cameron Crowe introduced millions of people to Penny Lane, the beautiful young “Band-Aid” in his semi-autobiographical tale, Almost Famous. Penny Lane is painted as mature, sexy and demanding...
View ArticleA Childhood in Diets
I do not eat in front of my family I make trips to the kitchen that prove unfruitful because I have seen another human face and it has dissuaded me from eating. I don’t tell my mother because I know...
View ArticleRape STILL isn’t funny
I will open this story with a painful confession: I don’t know if I was raped or not. I was fifteen, at a party, with people who I trusted. I drank and blacked out, and the last thing I remember is a...
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