
Okay, fine. Pride & Prejudice wasn’t so bad.

Okay, fine. Pride & Prejudice wasn’t so bad.

I’m not used to my partner being as invested as I am. It makes moments like this so much easier to face.

I am out of shape. I do not like it.

This conversation lasted the better part of an hour. Also: This isn’t as dirty as it looks.

I think that a lot of people may assume that I do some of the things that I do to protect others because of my feminism. But it’s often to protect me, as well.

Don’t be with people who make you feel bad about yourself. Ever.

Sometimes the attempt to be cool with things leads you to doing very uncool things.

Sometimes my Midwest shows.

I suppose a little more context is in order: My family doesn’t know everything about my life or the way I conduct my relationships, so there’s some anxiety that the people close to me will be rejected by them.
But when I left Ohio, I had to explain to my family that I couldn’t live my life in a way that would make them happy. That I had to live in a way that would make me happy. And so I have. And so I do.
I love them. Dearly. But I have to live this life of mine my way.