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It’s not your fault.

It’s not your fault.

1911933_1468076500081727_1743708791_nKeeping myself busy with activities that contribute to my community in a positive way is a big part of my healing process and how I manage my PTSD, but sometimes I have a tendency to over-commit myself and end up a little stressed out as a result.

Celebrating opening night at Co-Motion Studio with my business partner Adriene Holland.

Celebrating opening night at Co-Motion Studio with my business partner Adriene Holland.

And lately I’ve been beyond busy with implementing Phase 1 of my

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I Don’t Want To Be Babied: Some Thoughts on Professionalism At 30



(All of the photographs in this post are by David Benjamin Sherry, if for no other reason than I’m feeling monochromatic color photography today. He’s awesome, and you should put him on your radar. Check him.)

There’s a post I’ve been wanting to write for a while about the different ways that men and women approach work situations, but I’m so sick of myself, and I’m so afraid that you’re sick of me that it’s paralyzing. I don’t know why anyone would read anything I write. But do you know what, I’m not going to keep on guilty about it, because that’s like the #1 female CEO’s tell you is a worthless emotion, am I wrong?


One of the many reasons why my friend David and I are so close is because we really get each other’s careers. We write for many of the same publications. We suffer from many of the same insecurities. He lives like a five minute bike ride away from my apartment, and he’s frequently the only person I have to talk to during the day. It’s sort of like he’s my co-worker, if that makes sense.


Because we frequently write for the same editors at the same publications, we compare notes. Most of the time, our experiences are pretty similar. But there are a few marked exceptions. And I think they are gender-based differences. They are as follows:

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So, here is my challenge for those who want to tell rape jokes:

Ask every woman in your life if she has been sexually assaulted. Ask her to tell you her story. This means your mother, your sister, your girlfriend, your grandma.

Once you have heard all their stories, go watch a movie with a rape scene in it. One you didn’t mind before. One you thought people were overly offended by.

Now tell me a joke. (via mightgetrunovermightgetshot)

Desperate Dirt Grows Poor Flowers: Message to my rapist


I feel I’m finally ready to say all the things I need to say to you. Even though you live in a different country now, and I never have to see you again, and you’ll probably never see this, I want to write it anyway on the off-chance you do, so you can know exactly what you done to me.

Beautiful survivor’s story. So many parts of this are all our stories. Thanks for sharing!

: Steubenville's Jane Doe asked people to do something...


I’ve never asked anyone to reblog anything before, and I probably won’t again. But I am now - because this matters.

The Steubenville rape victim, when offered money for her legal expenses or counselling, asked that people donated to a shelter for abused women and children in her county, Madden…

Jane Doe is my Shero. Please share and support sexual abuse crisis centers in her community and your own. There’s a billion Jane Does everywhere. We will not be silent.

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