There was a point in time when I was pro life. When I say pro life, I mean I was against abortion even in cases of rape. My theories were, “if they don’t go to the hospital to at least find out they are pregnant then I have no sympathy,” and “they should still have the child and love it and prove that even rape babies can grow up strong.” I considered anything past a very early stage to be “murder.” I wanted Roe v. Wade overturned, and I thought pro choice people were pro abortion.
There was a point in time where I considered girls who had a lot of sex or dressed a certain way to be slutty. I wanted to save myself until marriage. I called other women, “bitches, whores, sluts, trashy, etc” without really knowing them, and judging them based on how they looked.
There was a point in time when I body shamed other women. I’d say things like, “She’s too big to wear a bikini,” or, “she looks like a 12 year old boy, no man wants to date that!”
There was a point in time when I referred to a certain girl I didn’t like as, “Cunty McWhore Bitch Face.”
There was a point in time when I’d consider what a woman was wearing or drinking as part of the reason she was raped.
I joined Rocky Horror
I met my friend Heidi (who is one of my biggest feminism inspirations)
I began doing research
I educated myself
I read articles and books
I listened to people’s stories.
I am pro choice, and I understand that doesn’t mean “pro abortion.” I also understand it’s okay for me to personally not want an abortion, but I have no right to tell another woman what to do with her body.
I actively speak out against slut shaming. Even if it means getting into arguments with my friends.
I get angry when a see body shaming comments, or comments about how a person isn’t “allowed” to wear certain costumes. I have taken out the phrases, “real man” and “real woman” when it comes to body type.
I still don’t like that particular girl. However, If she was a man I’d call her generic things like, “jerk” or “asshole. I realize it’s not fair for me to use words specifically targeted at shaming women. I don’t have to like her, but it’s wrong of me to use words that hurt our gender/sex as a whole. I also do not know anything about her except what I see.
I am a big advocate for speaking out against rape culture. I now know it’s never the victims fault.
I do a lot of my activism online (a good amount off as well). For those who think online activism does nothing consider this:
1. I have a podcast which is heard internationally. I speak out against/for rape culture, violence against women, gay rights, and much more.
2. I am constantly sharing articles on my facebook, tumblr, twitter, etc. Articles that have been shared by thousands of people before me.
3. I write articles that I share with my friends and the online community. Articles that can reach more people in less time than anything we had before the internet.
4. I learned a lot of what I know from talking to people online, researching stuff online, reading blogs and articles online, and joining communities to talk about and promote my feminism and activism.
When people tell me that feminism can’t change anything, I silently laugh because I know it’s not true. Feminism changed me. It made me a stronger person. It made me more outspoken, better educated, more respectful towards other women (I have less, “girl hate” now), and most importantly it’s made me become aware of all the double standards and injustices against women.
Activism has also changed me. I’ve met wonderful people, learned new things, and seek to educate others. I also feel a sense of pride, accomplishment, and inner peace when engage in activism.
Feminism and activism are a big part of my life, and I have no idea where I’d be if they weren’t. All I know is I definitely wouldn’t feel as fulfilled as I do today.