You may be wondering why I have such a hate on for Feminism. Or maybe you know, or perhaps you don’t give a fuck. Well, regardless I’m going to tell you what I think.
Basically I have a problem with any kind of activism that pits one group against another and hides under a thin veil of hate. Why does it have to be like that?
Start acting as if things like gender, race, sexuality don’t make a difference. Because they don’t. If you don’t give the “differences” power then they have none.
The world is a fucked up place, and the boys will learn that eventually, but I refuse to let other people’s prejudices and apparent activism tarnish their view on things.
They’re being raised that girls can do anything boys can do and vice versa. They’re being raised that it doesn’t matter what you look like, as long as you have a good heart. They’re being raised that it doesn’t matter who you love, rather how you love.
According to someone on Twitter, this is disingenuous and irresponsible. I disagree. We aren’t pretending that these things don’t impact the world as a whole, but we’re trying to show our kids that there is a better way to see things.
Today at Counselling, Katherine mentioned something that I said last session and had completely forgotten to write about!
The Blog is one of my outlets. When I write posts, I’m having a heart to heart with one of my best friends, but I’m also sharing everything with a perfect stranger. It’s like telling everyone and no one at the same time.
Sometimes I’m so profound that I even impress myself.
Today we talked about that, and also how telling these deep dark secrets makes them lose their power over me. It’s cathartic, because now other people know what happened; when you share your pain it takes a huge weight off and allows you to move forward. At least it does for me.
It also lets me be the most authentic me possible. Being so open and honest means I don’t have to hide behind the mask of what people expect me to be. Although with that being said, I’ve never been able to fool Adrian. Right from Day 1, he saw Me and has never been afraid to call me out if he thinks I’m trying to play a part. It’s one of my favourite things about him.
I’d apologize, but we all know that eventually I’ll disappear for a few days again and it’ll be all for nothing. Don’t apologize unless you’re willing to change.
The past week has been spent trying to slowly catch up on housework. It’s a delicate balance that will probably never come to me without lots of effort. There have also been lots of appointments. Like, TONNES.
In true Thursday fashion, my liver has decided that tonight is as good a night as any to work, and I have another new drink to try!
Earlier in the week, Adrian came home with a MadJack Summer Variety pack! It had the Root Beer (already a winner as we have established), an Apple Lager and a Ginger Flavoured Lager. Tonight’s pick is the Ginger Lager.
It’s not bad. It’s not great either, but what can you do? It reminds me of Canada Dry mixed with Vodka, which is one of my favourite mixed drinks, so I guess it can’t be that bad! A little on the weak side of things, but it’ll do the trick!
If you’re real good, make be tomorrow I’ll make muffins!
It’s been a whole week since I planted the seeds for the Balcony Garden, and I am absolutely thrilled to tell you that they are doing splendidly!!!
The peat pots are distributed as follows: 6 Baby Watermelon, 5 each of Bush Beefsteak Tomatoes and Bonny Best Tomatoes, and 9 each of Green Beans, Cucumbers, Carrots, and Buttercrunch Lettuce.
All of the Lettuce is sprouting, AND there are at least 3 different pots with sprouts for everything else except the Baby Watermelon; those I feel will take longer.
To say that I’m excited is a bit of an understatement! This is the first time ever that I’ve successfully started anything like this on my own!!! *For the record the Avocado tree was a combined effort from the start*
If you don’t know about that then here’s an off-topic tale for you:
Adrian and I decided to try and grow an Avocado tree from an Avocado I bought from Sobeys. It seemed like an easy, yet interesting thing to do, but it’s been quite the experience! We started it about 3 years ago, and now it’s taller than Adrian!
I’ll keep posting weekly updates on the Balcony Garden, so start watching for that on Mondays!!!
Seems the ol’ blog has been about being not-ok this week.
Since being trendy is at the top of my priority list, let’s continue on; shall we?
My Mom-Guilt is EXTRA loud today, combined with an inexpressible urge for solitude, and a strange rawness that’s basically put me to the end of my rope with everything.
No patience. Temper flaring at the drop of a hat. Overwhelming shame for feeling like this in the first place. I have reached capacity.
Maybe I need a hot bath. Perhaps a book. Possibly some liquor. Probably all three at once, who am I kidding?
Time to take a break.
I busted out You Are Here and coloured for a bit, we had a family dinner (with me working every evening during the week it doesn’t happen often anymore) and then Adrian and I watched Why Him after the kids were in bed.
While this didn’t make everything perfect, it helped. That’s all I needed it to do.