Recovering from Casual Misogyny
Hey all, so I'm groggy and a half right now. Got the flu shot yesterday and it just fried me, haven't had a response this shitty (or good?) since like '14 or '15, ugh, could barely sleep last night. Anyway... I came here to say that I've been working on healing some shit in therapy. Namely, the effects of casual misogyny/queerphobia on me during my late teens/early 20s. It's one of those things where I didn't take note of how deeply a lot of the commentary sank in until really recently, but it was really fucking insidious. To clarify, this was a period in my life where my friend groups were probably largely male. As high school ended and I went off to college right away (remember when we did that, kids?) my friend group dwindled somewhat, down to all people who identified as men at the time, and then...me. The oddball. Of course looking back now I can see that part of it was because I looked at myself as non-gendered or a non-woman. At the time it was just...