My mother made it clear it was a curse to be born female. If I showed a differing opinion, she had life experience aplenty with which to beat me down.
Category: Personal Blog
I said I dated edgelord types. I was also one. (An Edgelady? Edgemiss? Edgewench? Edgefrau?) I didn't set out to be offensive, but I'd read so widely and critically that I stuck out for being darkly cynical and unapologetically atheist.
Life After “Dead Inside” Part 2
I don’t recognise this person, though her features are familiar. I have memories of the thoughts she had. She didn’t think herself ugly, but she also thought herself hideous.
Life after “Dead Inside”
It’s been like an extended drug trip, or time in our own padded cell. Lockdown forced us inside. […]
Lessons in Lockdown
1 “The anthropologists got it wrong when they named our species Homo sapiens (‘wise man’). In any case it’s […]
The Power of Unfinished Stories
Preface I haven’t found, online, many women (or mothers) writing on their Ayahuasca experiences. Here’s mine. It will […]
Mothers, Monsters and Music
2 More than one conversation that I had in the past week was about wearing masks. For some of […]
The Masks We Wear
2 Where to start? These few months have been strange. Astrological advice in mind, I had kept July and […]
Untangling Old Knots
1 Both my parents had grown up in material poverty. One of them (my father) still wound up with […]
Why I Hid My Work in the Closet
5 I watched this in the theatre with my 7-year-old when it was released. I never said this before: […]
Identity, purpose and destiny in Moana
The Festival du Féminin® links women from all over the world together to connect with each other. The […]
The Festival du Féminin in Singapore
I don’t normally get sentimental over old stuff, but this has been with me since I was 14 […]