I need feminism
whoneedsfeminism:
because I’m sick of being told to “sit like a lady”, and sick of being told that I’m not “being very lady-like”.
I don’t want to be ‘one of the lads’. I am a woman who doesn’t conform to gender stereotypes.
Word on that last one. I’m not “cool *like* a guy,” or “cool *for* a girl.” I’m just a woman, and a girl who is cool, like so many others.
Yeah, I just called myself cool. Deal.
If you identify as a man or somewhere on the masculine spectrum and find yourself pregnant, that does not make you a woman, rather you are a person who is pregnant. You have a right to your identity throughout the process.
One year back home!
July 2011, Karaoke with my mom and sister.
One year back home.
June 2011, Birthday party!
One year back home.
June 2011, Right when I got back, family portrait.
Two years in derby!
Check me out, I’m a dead girl! And I’m wearing a shirt made by Blood Clottia.
Two years in derby!
Jammer dance party with GoGo Bangs!
This was really the first bout that I jammed more than once. The first bout that I was really aware that I was in the rotation if something happened to any of our Jammers. Aaaand I loved it. I could get used to this.
Two years in derby!
April 2012, skipping from the after party to the after after party with Shantastic McAwesome, Enslaved by the Belle, Sinister Minister and yet to be derby named powerhouse Aiya.
