On Fragility, Tenderness and Sensitivity

I was raised in adverse circumstances that favored and rewarded strength and harshness and mercilessly exploited tenderness and sensitivity to torture and deride the little girl I once was. To survive I emulated these attitudes consciously and subconsciously in parts of my internal tribe. Inadvertently and sadly taking up the role of abuser towards...

HOW TO SILENCE A WOMAN: RETRIEVING HER VOICE

When someone says, “We’re saying the same thing.”Say, “We are not saying the same thing.” When someone says, “Don’t question, just have faith”Say, “I am questioning vato, and I have supreme faith in what I think.” When someone says, “Don’t defy my authority.”Say, “There is a higher authority that I follow.” When someone says,...

The Beholder

„I can tell by the way the trees beat, after so many dull days, on my worried windowpanes that a storm is coming, and I hear the far-off fields say things I can’t bear without a friend, I can’t love without a sister. The storm, the shifter of shapes, drives on across the woods...

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