Apr. 28th, 2008

wispfox: (equality)
All of the conversations that have sprung up as a result of that now-infamous post re asking to touch women's breasts just make me _tired_.

Tired of living in a world where one of the ealiest things taught to me that I remember struggling to learn was to carry myself as if I knew where I was going and what I was doing, even if I did not (I was very easily lost, very trusting, and very naive).

Tired of having to think, any time I go outside alone at night, especially in an unfamiliar area, if it's safe, if I'm dressed in ways to catch unwanted attention.

Tired of needing to consider whether or not my wanting to dress up in fun/flirty clothing is going to cost me too much in social energy and awareness, both in terms of extra attention and in terms of safety.

Tired of knowing, and _being_ one of, so many women who have been raped, have had unwanted sexual contact from a sibling, have been pressured into being sexually involved with a guy because we just got so tired of saying 'no'.

Tired of knowing that I'm one of the lucky ones. No co-workers of any sort at any time have tried anything. The sibling incident was once, for me. I have never been beaten by anyone at any point. I was able to be sheltered enough growing up that my deep confusion at what people think is normal and right did not end up causing serious damage.

Tired of knowing that so many rapes go unreported, including my own until a _long_ time later. Tired of knowing that I, as with many, many others, blamed myself. Which is why it took so long to call it what it was.

Tired of knowing that domestic abuse is _so damn common_. Indeed, I might almost say expected, in some circles.

That the phrase 'a nice guy' makes me cringe.

That I was so surprised the first time a guy I was dating wanted to go to Take Back The Night with me.

Just. Tired.
wispfox: (equality)
All of the conversations that have sprung up as a result of that now-infamous post re asking to touch women's breasts just make me _tired_.

Tired of living in a world where one of the ealiest things taught to me that I remember struggling to learn was to carry myself as if I knew where I was going and what I was doing, even if I did not (I was very easily lost, very trusting, and very naive).

Tired of having to think, any time I go outside alone at night, especially in an unfamiliar area, if it's safe, if I'm dressed in ways to catch unwanted attention.

Tired of needing to consider whether or not my wanting to dress up in fun/flirty clothing is going to cost me too much in social energy and awareness, both in terms of extra attention and in terms of safety.

Tired of knowing, and _being_ one of, so many women who have been raped, have had unwanted sexual contact from a sibling, have been pressured into being sexually involved with a guy because we just got so tired of saying 'no'.

Tired of knowing that I'm one of the lucky ones. No co-workers of any sort at any time have tried anything. The sibling incident was once, for me. I have never been beaten by anyone at any point. I was able to be sheltered enough growing up that my deep confusion at what people think is normal and right did not end up causing serious damage.

Tired of knowing that so many rapes go unreported, including my own until a _long_ time later. Tired of knowing that I, as with many, many others, blamed myself. Which is why it took so long to call it what it was.

Tired of knowing that domestic abuse is _so damn common_. Indeed, I might almost say expected, in some circles.

That the phrase 'a nice guy' makes me cringe.

That I was so surprised the first time a guy I was dating wanted to go to Take Back The Night with me.

Just. Tired.
wispfox: (happy gir)
And, because I refuse to leave my journal in such a down state, especially when I've actually been having much goodness:

Saturday was _gorgeous_ out, as was most of last week. And I got a massage from someone who seems to be clueful about tendinitis. Pulled some dandilions out of part of our yard (may not be my yard due to renting, but I _could_). Went to Psinging Friday night, under my own power, and had no twinges from driving in either direction.

Wandered over to our local YMCA (aout a 30 minute walk each way), and determined that once I have a swim cap, I will get a membership, swim regularly (hopefully getting into a habit before next winter), possibly use the weight room (perhaps with accompanying sweetie so we both go regularly), and possibly take pilates classes.

Good call with [livejournal.com profile] australian_joe Sat night, good snuggles and brunch w/[livejournal.com profile] jasra who I do not see enough of. Good date time with [livejournal.com profile] metahacker, including random Wii use. (it really is oddly entertaining to make random suggestions)

Purriest cat in the world is happy I'm WFH this week, and next week I see the new office location.

Strength work last night plus some massage on [livejournal.com profile] metahacker (it has been _way_ too long since I could do massage for even that long!) plus aforementioned dandilion pulling did not result in unhappy hands, and I'm going to up my weights again next time.

Was able to do random helpful thing for former neighbor, just because I could and he asked.

Can deal with dishes pretty regularly, most of the garbage & recycling most of the time, and sweeping. Can probably do litterbox cleaning more often; will check. Probably cannot vaccuum or rake yet.

Should be fine for taking a summer class online starting end of May. This is Good.

Gaming was fun, if draining, and I found my old character from the last one-shot I did. She was a fun character, and way less draining. :)

Did some tidying of my stuff, and again with the not making my hands sad. Have I mentioned how nice it is to begin to approximate a normal human being again? Still lack driving myself to work regularly, but...

Saw/hugged/chatted with [livejournal.com profile] randysmith, who I do not see enough of!

Slowly managing to force myself to a more sane sleep schedule, which is nice. Being less tired is delightful, as is wasting less of the day.

So. Much goodness. :)
wispfox: (happy gir)
And, because I refuse to leave my journal in such a down state, especially when I've actually been having much goodness:

Saturday was _gorgeous_ out, as was most of last week. And I got a massage from someone who seems to be clueful about tendinitis. Pulled some dandilions out of part of our yard (may not be my yard due to renting, but I _could_). Went to Psinging Friday night, under my own power, and had no twinges from driving in either direction.

Wandered over to our local YMCA (aout a 30 minute walk each way), and determined that once I have a swim cap, I will get a membership, swim regularly (hopefully getting into a habit before next winter), possibly use the weight room (perhaps with accompanying sweetie so we both go regularly), and possibly take pilates classes.

Good call with [livejournal.com profile] australian_joe Sat night, good snuggles and brunch w/[livejournal.com profile] jasra who I do not see enough of. Good date time with [livejournal.com profile] metahacker, including random Wii use. (it really is oddly entertaining to make random suggestions)

Purriest cat in the world is happy I'm WFH this week, and next week I see the new office location.

Strength work last night plus some massage on [livejournal.com profile] metahacker (it has been _way_ too long since I could do massage for even that long!) plus aforementioned dandilion pulling did not result in unhappy hands, and I'm going to up my weights again next time.

Was able to do random helpful thing for former neighbor, just because I could and he asked.

Can deal with dishes pretty regularly, most of the garbage & recycling most of the time, and sweeping. Can probably do litterbox cleaning more often; will check. Probably cannot vaccuum or rake yet.

Should be fine for taking a summer class online starting end of May. This is Good.

Gaming was fun, if draining, and I found my old character from the last one-shot I did. She was a fun character, and way less draining. :)

Did some tidying of my stuff, and again with the not making my hands sad. Have I mentioned how nice it is to begin to approximate a normal human being again? Still lack driving myself to work regularly, but...

Saw/hugged/chatted with [livejournal.com profile] randysmith, who I do not see enough of!

Slowly managing to force myself to a more sane sleep schedule, which is nice. Being less tired is delightful, as is wasting less of the day.

So. Much goodness. :)

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