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Dec 30, 2008 00:03

I never know, anymore, when my dad says something offensive and I am just not having it and I turn to yell at him-my voice loud and unclear and stumbling and not backing down-at whom I'm yelling. Because whenever he makes a gay joke and expects me to laugh-when he says, and I quote, "Cut, starve, I don't care," he turns into

i can't hear myself think, daddy issues, get back in kitchen; make sandwich, feminism, i herd u liek doctors, psych: treatment, -isms, get pfastered

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inlaterdays December 30 2008, 14:10:55 UTC
You have no idea how very, very much and how deeply i agree with every word of this.

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notacrnflkgirl December 30 2008, 14:17:10 UTC
Care to start a new non-ass-backwards society with me and a few choice others? ♥

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inlaterdays December 30 2008, 14:20:51 UTC
YES. And seriously, I did not realized how effed-up things were until I graduated from college. Going to a women's college really helped my self-confidence, I think: people didn't work or teach there unless the idea that girls were smart and deserving of respect was a given.

But the rest of the world is not like that. ;_;

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notacrnflkgirl December 30 2008, 14:33:27 UTC
Oh, college. I cannot wait to waltz into the compounded world of physical sciences and academe! Surely a dual field-institution known as the "all-boys club" will welcome me with open arms!

(IIRC, upon receiving her PhD in psychiatry, Kay Redfield Jamison was congratulated with "You've made it! You're an honorary man." Oh OK.)

And to think, there are people who deny that sexism is alive and kicking. WHAT. HOW. …WHAT.

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