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Who Pays Does Not Define My Feminism

I'm a college graduate in a comfortable, full-time career, living on my own in a relatively affordable city. Like the majority of people my age, my rent is too damn high, my dog's immune system is too damn low (imagine the vet bills), the student loans are kicking in, and I refuse to stop buying… Continue reading Who Pays Does Not Define My Feminism

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When Women Aren’t People

Chloe Dykstra’s essay was a shock to me, and then it wasn’t. I didn’t want the manipulative and abusive behavior to come from the person about whom we all knew she was writing. On the heels of one of Arouse’s very own pieces regarding abuse in Hollywood, I didn’t want Chris Hardwick to be one… Continue reading When Women Aren’t People

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A Response To The #MeToo Movement: We’re Going To Lose Some of the Good Ones

Recently, when asked about the effect the #MeToo movement has had on male celebrities and their professional lives, I had a peer make the comment, "We're going to lose some of the good ones." Confusion erupted. "Lose them? Didn't they do this to themselves." "The good ones? Nothing about them is good." "If you say… Continue reading A Response To The #MeToo Movement: We’re Going To Lose Some of the Good Ones

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The Color of Sexual Violence

Trigger warning: abuse, rape, sexual violence, assault. The color of my best coffee mug is teal. The color of that one shirt I've owned since 16 is teal. The weird wind chime my mother picked up at last year's flea market is teal. The color of sexual assault awareness is teal. In the United States,… Continue reading The Color of Sexual Violence