Disproportionately Large Emotions from Search Terms that Lead to my Blog

This is potentially the most interesting search term that has ever come up as having led someone to my blog:
do abusers not want to be alone
Man, that sentence causes me pain. I only write indirectly about the experience of violence and abuse, and now my struggle is almost entirely based on escaping from the mental [...]

Hope & Strength

I think a lot about charity, in all senses of the word. That much is presumably apparent from reading any single post on this blog. As to faith, I probably think more about that than any other single topic in my life–if there were a competition in my brain for the most frequently contemplated individual [...]

What Is Wrong With You People?

I understand very, very little about the political implications of the Benazir Bhutto assassination. I’m of the general opinion that killing people is bad, and that murdering her and a dozen or so other individuals is pretty much just staggeringly fucked up. I just don’t know what to say beyond that. What I do understand [...]

And About that “Yes Means Yes” Thing…

Today’s earlier post was mainly designed to situate myself in a given context, without really spelling out my opinion on the issue itself, but I’ve also been thinking about the Yes Means Yes book proposal/call for submissions itself. The language of the call is one thing, the response to criticism of the concept is another, [...]

No, seriously: Can we do this?

From Rainbow Girl:
I propose adding an “asshole or not” section the the LSAT in order to prevent morons like this from entering the profession. Basic questions, like “Your country has a law that states that 10-year olds cannot consent to sex. Therefore, can a judge rule that a ten-year old consented to sex?” can be [...]

In Which I Take A Side (or, When Feminists Don’t Get It)

I haven’t been long for reading the feminist blogosphere. It’s been maybe a year or so, but as with everything else I do, I’ve thrown myself into it pretty whole-heartedly, despite my late bloomer status. So I started off somewhat enamoured of the big names. I’m also a white twenty-something, well-educated and raised in a [...]

The Invisible Abuser — Thoughts on Speaking Out and Knowing

I wrote this several hours ago and am wanting to publish something, but not feeling up to editing/re-reading anything, so here we are, thoughts unvarnished and edit-free. 
This place is currently a very, very secret chord, as I don’t have very many readers. I suspect this is at least partially due to the fact that I [...]

The Opt-Out Privilege Card

Again, I find that I’ve been thinking about the challenges to having any kind of discussion on dismantling oppression and privilege. And just when I found something clicking in my brain as a way to describe the concept to male friends of mine who bristle against it, I find that, as usual, someone else has [...]

I was a 10-year-old proto-feminist

Okay, so I wasn’t. At all. But reading this post over at Shapely Prose reminded me of an experience of mine. I rarely write much about beauty standards, because I have a damn hard time keeping myself from saying “well, I look like this, and I feel…” and I never feel quite comfortable doing that.
I [...]

Martyrdom and Motherhood

This is a post that’s been rolling around my brain for ages now. I’m still somewhat hesitant to write it because, you know, I can never make any guarantees about who will read it, but all I can ask is that if you know me in person, and know my family, try not to judge [...]