with reference to this post at Persephone’s Box.
I’ve been thinking a lot about doing this recently. I’m fed up of seeing radical feminists being trashed for stuff that isn’t true. I’m fed up of seeing bullshit about how we’re all white, all middle class, don’t listen, don’t think, all in some damn stupid clique, all judgmental, all hating, all repressed, all religious, all the rest of it.
I think of radical feminism as a way of seeing. It’s a huge part of my life, something I can’t switch off any more than I can switch off my thoughts. But it’s not all there is to me, or to us.
So stuff you may or may not know about me, because i’m sick of being talked about like i’m a fucking cartoon:
i’m white, but i’m working class
i live on incapacity benefits
i started work at fourteen, started smoking at twelve
and i was a fourteen year old drunk
i left school as soon as i turned sixteen, but i went back to do most of my exams in the summer
i have no idea how much acid i’ve taken, but there are vast bits of my memory lost to it
one of my best friends was murdered and i miss him desperately
until the last few years all my best friends were men
i have no relationship with my mother
i have two tattoos, which i got when i was 16, and 17
and i got totally groped by the tattoo guy both times
i co sleep with my two children, and i am still breastfeeding my 20month old
i had an unnecessary c section delivery for my first, and fought hard to achieve a home birth with my second
i love horror flicks, and video games, and knitting
i used to be into gore movies
i have only ever been in a church for ’special occasions’, like other peoples weddings
i am an atheist, and have always been, although my mums mum bullied her into christening me
i love the smell of cloves and cinnamon and i like to bake cupcakes very late at night
i hate being told what to do
i’ve been raped many times, sometimes by people i thought were my friends
i’ve exchanged sex for drugs, for food, and for shelter, and i’ve given it away just to cheer mates up when they were down, because it was the only thing i thought i had to offer
i’ve had short flings with other women, which i ended because i was scared
i’ve had sex in more public places than i could even be bothered to remember, with men and women whose faces i barely remember, let alone their names
i have let groups of boys experiment on me because i didnt think i had a choice, and i thought if i just went along with it they would like me
im an ex drug addict
and i often think about starting up again, even though i’ve been straight for more than five years
i’ve been homeless, several times
i’ve posed for pretty graphic and dumb nudie pics, for boyfriends and friends
i’ve also made homemade porn
i’ve seen quite a lot of porn, videos, and magazines, some of it very disturbing and hardcore, and i watched it all for kicks
when i was very young i used to pose naked in my bedroom window
i’ve attempted suicide many times, but the last time was when i was seventeen
i used to use sex to self harm
so theres a bunch of stuff about me that is contrary to what some people would like to believe. i wish id had that easier, porn free, well off life that some people think it must have been. i wish it had been that way. but im getting so fucking tired of people making these assumptions about us all, like maybe we had one bad boyfriend and thats what turned us into crazy rabid radfems. GET THE FUCK OVER IT.
and if you think stormcloud was fucked up? no more than what i see all the time from some others on the ’sex pos’ ’side’. fucking grow up already.