When writing articles:
When reviewing articles:
When realizing that the system produce neoliberal, self managing, always competing academics, who internalize the system’s faults into our own:
hot tip: bisexuals, pansexuals, and other people attracted to more than one gender are still queer
even if they are in a relationship a cis person of a different gender
because, hey, it’s still a gender among the many that they can be attracted to
they are not “betraying the cause” or whatever shit just because they are in a relationship that happens to make them appear straight
because they ain’t straight
One of the biggest problems about recovery is the inconsistency of it.
Some days, you are a superhero. You eat all of your meals, and still find beauty in the fullness of your stomach. However, the not-so-wonderful days are the deterrent. You wake up, and cannot find a thing appealing about yourself. When beauty is no longer the goal—you just want to not hate yourself.
Then, you find yourself wishing you knew you were skinny when you were skinny. You hate that wish. It is the creepy uncle that no one likes who sits in the corner and stares at everyone at Thanksgiving. But you cannot help but think it.
You were not skinny, you were dying. You were trying to be invisible; you were trying to shrink away from life. It got so severe that you just stopped functioning, didn’t you?
You may not have known you were skinny,
but you knew you were dying.