I am not stupid, or silly, or pathetic, no matter how much my mom makes me sound that way when she talks about me.
This is me building myself up. I am beautiful and smart and my ideas have value.
24 years old. Queer. New York. BA in Gender Studies. Counseling student. Germanophile, writer, reader (see my books here), feminist, runner, writer, lover, Nerdfighter. More about me :) In recovery from an eating disorder & PTSD, living with depression. Trigger warnings always apply, please take gentle care. What's up, babycakes?
"What the fuck is wrong with you? I’ll pull your dick through your asshole and out the other side!"
my mom, explaining how she felt when a student of hers referred to four-year-old me as “that bitch” because of which school I had gotten into
My piece for the upcoming show at Gallery1988 - A Woody Allen Tribute show called “The Humorist” This will be a limited edition of 20 signed and numbered prints.
The show opens this Friday in their Venice location - More info HERE
My mom quotes this all the time. :)
Afternoon/evening plan: clear stuff in hallway, errands (deposit paycheck, buy shampoo & possibly candles [please?], new bra, ~free gift~ at Sephora), dinner out with Mom, see James Bond movie with Mom! Bathe dog, Skype with David, sleep.
Tomorrow: Clean bathroom!!! Vacuum/clean house. Lunch. DAVID