Thedearladydisdain - Thedearladydisdain

pretending i don’t care about my pussy getting eaten so it happens sooner

"we need to bring back x" it starts with YOU

nobody will ever convince me the act of getting purely cosmetic surgeries- especially life threatening ones, is more empowering than coming to terms with your body. you don’t have to love your body. you don’t even have to like it. getting cosmetic procedures will only make you hate all the other things you don’t like about yourself even more. your body was not made to be “attractive”. and let me clarify, none of this blame is to be based on women in the big picture. yes- women have undeniably contributed to the normalization of these invasive and dangerous surgeries, this wouldn’t even be an issue if men didn’t think the entire existence of a woman is to cater to them.

everything beautiful in this world is vagina shaped… orchids and lillies and oysters and strawberries and figs and kiwis and vaginas <3 <3 <3

This photo made my day. Solidarity with #GiselePelicot and all survivors.

"I'm pretty with makeup"

"I'm pretty without makeup"

Radical feminism: "It doesn't matter if you're pretty at all. You don't exist to be pretty."

"Female body hair is okay"

"Female body hair is not okay"

Radical Feminism: "Female body hair simply exists and is completely neutral. Talking about whether its 'okay' doesn't even make sense."

"Presenting THIS way makes you a man"

"Presenting THIS way makes you a woman"

Radical feminism: "Nothing about the way you present makes you a man or woman. Gender isn't real."

I love that radical feminism just removes you from so many binaries of thought. It makes them completely nonsensical. Why would I analyze whether I'm pretty when it doesn't matter either way? Why is the acceptability of my body hair even a subject of discussion? It merely exists, just like the bark on a tree. Does society sit around and debate whether a tree ought to be able to keep its bark?

I've come to realize that I've been handed a ton of "either/or" choices about who I am all my life and told to make a decision on each one. And they were all illusions! I just exist. I never had to justify the way I am or even formulate an opinion on it.

My mum; I don’t think she’s ever identified herself as a radical feminist, but intentionally or not she lives so many of the core tenets. She’s the one that taught me about financial independence and the importance of an education and critical thinking. She’s also a firm believer in comfy shoes and in the almost 30 years I’ve been her daughter I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen her wear makeup.

It sounds silly but seeing her without makeup makes it easier for me to let go of wearing it now. I have my dad’s colouring, but my face is so much like my mother, I’ve seen pictures of her at my age and if you changed my hair a little we could be twins. I hope it stays that way. I hope I develop laugh lines the way she did.

I want to take a break from discourse for a moment. Reblog or reply with a way a woman in your life is awesome.

I’ll go first. My mom is the most determined person I know. I’ve never seen her give up on anything and she always keeps a cool head when solving problems. She knows when to take a break and has impeccable work/life balance, but when she is working on something she is completely focused and always the most useful person in the room.