By Rookie (not the magazine) (not that there's anything wrong with that) on How Have You Made Yourself Proud This Year?
Read Anonymous and recognized what she went through and in case I haven't told her enough: she is so brave and I think I speak for a lot of people when I say that I admire her a lot and I think she's kickass.
This year I finally came to terms with the fact that I am good at my job. I got a raise that I asked for (very meekly, but I asked for it) and I took a stand about some work-related stuff I thought was important, and I was able to stand my ground because I know that I am good at my job.
"Mindy Kaling would be the Shonda Rhimes, Shonda Rhimes would be the Aaron Sorkin, and Aaron Sorkin would be just some dude watching from home."
What a beautiful world.
I had a weird, illegal, "relationship" with my high school English teacher. I was 15, he was 30. It ended up, as you so eloquently put, reaching a boiling point and he got suspended indefinitely from the school. He was never fired, never had his salary suspended, and as far as I know moved to DC and is still teaching. It's a little different than the college professor/student relationship, but I really identified with this essay. I never felt like a victim. The only reason any of it came to light was that another student called the police and had it reported. Honestly though, dealing with the police and the publication of events (yeah small town newspapers!) was more emotionally and physically violating that our little whatever-it-was ever was. But now, so many years later, I still have such an icky feeling when I think about it or when I see student/teacher relationships portrayed in films or books. I think the saddest thing to come out of it was to realize he just relocated and went on with his life. I've been slut shamed for the past ten years (oh my god, has it really been that long?). I cannot tell you how many acquaintances met at parties/possible dates/people I was hooking up with would bring it up. As if it was my only identifier. "You fucked that teacher right?" No, I didn't, we never went that far, we mostly talked, and we might have fooled around a little but..oh heck, yes, fuck it, that was me! I am that girl! And instead of saying how horrible a person he was to take advantage of me, it's always "how could let that happen to you?" I don't know. I don't think any girl ever does.
By commanderbanana on “It’s magnificent what you’re doing, to help women realize their dreams for themselves.”
The hero is us. VOTE. Protest. Donate money to Planned Parenthood, NARAL, and NAF. Volunteer as a clinic escort.
Become part of the chain of women that provides housing, food, and transportation to women coming to cities where abortions are obtainable. Challenge people who are anti-choice and anti-women's healthcare. If you've had an abortion, talk about it. If you haven't, still talk about it.
Intern or work at organizations devoted to ensuring women have access to reproductive healthcare. Run for office. Become an OBGYN and learn how to perform abortions. Provide abortion services to women.
I love Kathleen's writing! So happy to see it on the Hairpin today!
By Pariah Carey on Ask a Fancy Person: Talking About Military Service, Finding Goodbye Gifts, Being the Broke Friend at the Wedding
We had a wedding with about 90 guests. A handful of them gave gifts, but most gave cards. Some of the cards had checks in them; some had cash; some just had well-wishes, no money.
It's less than one year since our wedding, and I honestly cannot remember which guests gave money and which didn't. These are the people who love us and who came to eat and drink and smile and cry and dance with us. Any gift on top of that one was just icing.
By kellyography on Apologia
<3 This is great and says incredibly eloquently the things I think and feel but can't express. Bravo!
I was a friend-of-a-friend's first same-sex experience and a few days later she sent me a flirty facebook message to reconnect and also included a link to an article about the horrors of female genital mutilation?
He says: "You don't know you're beautiful, that's what makes you beautiful!"
I say: "You don't know you're an asshole, that's what makes you an asshole."
BOOM. You won the third wave. GENIUS.