It’s easy to be considered a misandrist when men are socialized to feel entitled to women and our time. So, if you ignore them, you’re a misandrist. If you insist they leave you alone, you’re a misandrist. If you focus on building healthy female-centered relationships over relationships with men, you’re a misandrist. Misandry is basically, prioritizing your agency, autonomy and fellow women, over men in a society that teaches you that being feminine relies on giving into men’s feelings of entitlement.
Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.
Insert 17 when that moment happened and it’s THIS. You mind kind of just.. breaks and remakes itself in this moment.
I truly want to rp, and find new rp buddies, and just… just write and create madness with others….
… I know I have no time. I would not be a satisfying rp partner. At least not how my life is going right now. My main job demands more time from me daily it seems, and my body is so exhausted most of the week after work that I wonder if it’s worth it. Worth it putting in all this time and energy for a job that eventually WILL pay me lots of money in three or four years time…. but having little social life, constantly feel I am being accused of being lazy when I want A day off (a single fucking day) a week, my body building muscles like you would not believe but constantly wrung out and tired….
…. or go back to office work where I know I will pretty much earn the same amount of money no matter how many years I work, but the hours are plannable, my body only hates me a little (spine hates ergonomic chairs) and a social life is very possible.
…. just… blarg.
…. and all because I miss being able to write regularly…. and do things on week evenings other then come home and pass out. Just… WHAT DO.