Category: Weekly Post
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Does Anyone Know What Women’s Health Is?

Here are my thoughts on what it should be. If you didn’t know, my full-time job is in public health. I specialize in sexual and reproductive health and have spent years studying women’s sexual and reproductive health, so I often consider how we approach women’s healthcare and trends in the industry. This week, I’ve been…
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Am I the Drama?

It’s me, hi. I’m the problem. Recently, I was talking with a friend of mine, and he called me out on something I hadn’t really considered before. He said I sounded like a man-hater (gasp). Me? No. That’s an antifeminist stereotype, you dumb boy. I now think I might be part of the problem here.…
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It’s So Hard Being Pretty

So you agree? You think you’re really pretty? Before we jump in here, let’s set some ground rules: I think every person is beautiful. I think that there is beauty in scars and experiences and abilities and all types of appearances. There is no one definition of beauty because it’s entirely made up and changes…
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Why Do We Gate-Keep Feminism?

Are we letting The Patriarchy pick our fighter? I recently read an article on why Meghan Markle “can never” be a feminist. The article suggested that because of her position of wealth and power, the Duchess of Sussex is somehow incapable of believing and embodying feminist thought. (If you haven’t guessed by now, I disagree…
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Is Judy Blume the Only Woman Author Who’s Had Her Period?

How cliché, a feminist blog posting about menstruating. When I got my first period, I was about twelve and it was the middle of the school day. As any menstruator knows, the first bit of blood (at every period, not just the first) is typically a little lack luster. Brown, ambiguous, innocuous even. Discharge just…
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Is the World Only Safe for Cishet White Men? The Answer May Not Surprise You

Women are scared by everything because we are taught that it’s not safe ‘out there’ – can we feel safe anywhere? As a child, I was told I couldn’t walk to and from school because someone could notice a pattern, stalk me, and attack. Kind of heavy for an eight-year-old. But, as I’ve gotten older,…




