Still alive!

Just a quick post to say Hi!

I’m moving house today – moving in with Squishy for the first time! No more long distance for us! Finally!

I’ve been busy with work and packing and that sort of thing. I should also be starting on my corrections next week and I really, really need to sort out my CV/resumé.

I will also admit that I’m at a bit of a loss as to what to write about here. I’ve spent two long years hating on the PhD process and what it’s done to my mental health but it’s not actively an issue right now. The sources of pressure are significantly reduced and at a distance. I’m still a bit anxious about working through my corrections and working on the paper with my collaborators but these tasks feel eminently achieveable. Finding the time to focus on them while also job hunting and moving house has been difficult but I’m sure I can figure it out.

Red dahlia against a brick wall

Red Dahlia – CC NessieMonster

I’m burned out on the whole feminist ranting about sexism thing too. I haven’t read anything recently that’s shattered my world view and it all seems a bit samey topic-wise. Reading about how women get screwed over in career advancement, in the home, in politics and in health matters is just depressing. Yes, I am well aware the world is full of shocking, hurtful things and that many people really suffer from it, thanks. Just reading the word “r*pe” in a headline is enough to make my stomach sink and frankly, I don’t need to put myself through that anymore. I’m much more at peace with my own trauma history than I was a few years ago. It still affects me from time to time but I mostly know where those tripwires are and for the most part I can talk it through with Squishy if it’s actively affecting our sex life in the moment. Continue reading

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Self-Conscious Boobies – Redux

I’m doing a post based on some of my search terms! I should be excited but these search terms make me sad. Simply put, there are a lot of people coming to my blog because they are self-conscious about their boobs.

Some examples:

conscious about boobs

i’m all boobs

boob self conscious

curse+boobs

self conscious about boobs

self conscious because younger women with huge tits

Now, they’re probably landing on this post but I’m not sure how much that is going to answer what I assume is the underlying question of “what do I do about my boobs that make me feel self-conscious?”, so here we go. My thoughts on boobs and what we can do about feeling crap about them.

I’d say there are two main reasons for feeling self-conscious about ones boobies, which are 1) they don’t match up to what society says boobs should look like and 2) the breasts in question are attracting unwanted attention.  I have OPINIONS on both of these.

Let me tell you a story about what happened when my mother bought me my first bra. Continue reading