I read the infamous xoJane essay "My Former Friend's Death Was a Blessing" with a different variety of stunned than most others probably did. You see, "Leah" was my best friend. Saying that "Leah's" death wasn't a tragedy sounds horrible to say because it is horrible to say. And it's wrong.
Like all women I know who do watch the show and read the books, I entered the fanbase by recommendation from a man already watching the show, AKA the only Game of Thrones point of entry for women.
"She's somebody that just means the world to me."
I learned a lot by having Löfgren syndrome. It taught me how strong and resilient people with disabilities can be, but more importantly, it taught me that people with disabilities don't want my pity -- they want respect and solidarity, just like any other person does.
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Pressing delete certainly didn't rid the real issues that I have been working through year after year. What pressing delete did do was give me back my power from a man who depleted it years ago.
I'm not that 9-year-old little girl praying silently each day on the way to school that the bullies would pick on someone else that day. But I am that 25-year-old woman who still has feelings and expects more from humanity.
I'm pretty sure more than one person has thought that, with our similar hair, skin and eye colors, that we were either brother and really older sister or mom and son, but the pros far outweigh the cons in our relationship.
Positioning men as the saviors of oppressed women isn't productive, and devalues the work that feminists have been doing for decades.