Therapy is a privilege. Please don’t tell people to go to therapy unless you advocate for expanding public access to mental health services.

I had a guy friend with a Ph.D in engineering ask me last week how women pee with a tampon in and this is why men shouldn’t be passing laws about women’s bodies.

I am enjoying this thread.

Maybe your friends say “I’m fine,” because you aren’t going to offer them anything but regurgitated Brene Brown or vague platitudes about *manifesting* that won’t change their circumstances. Does your friendship even for a moment allow unproductive emotion, just feeling?

Happy 10 year veganniversary to me! I am thankful to have made it this far, and have the access to all I need to do it sustainably. It takes the global village.

People need to learn the difference between asking & demanding/ policing. One of the most pernicious narratives is the idea that minorities are DEMANDING you do things attempting to control your free speech. When in actually it’s often minorities asking to be heard and respected.

I wish I were a cloud.

Whatever you accomplished this year, be proud of it. Even if it was just finding the energy to take care of yourself. You are loved. Be kind to yourself 💚

New mission: watch 'Grease 2' (one of my most watched VHS tapes from my childhood; especially before I was old enough to understand that there was a 'Grease' that came before it) with Mike Stoklasa and Jay Bauman & quip in our respective parallel round vowel, apologetic accents.

I'm on a mission to watch every vampire film ever made. Today, it's "Vampire Lovers" (1970). Genre: Horror/Erotic (oolala)! I'm 6 minutes in and there has already been a dramatic knock-knock/scream-to-open door human death, a vampire boob to cross, and decapitation. This rules.

#sf #vegansanfrancisco #vegansf #sfdining in downtown SF staying near Union Square. Where can I find the best tangy cake donut?

Nothing helps.

Existing is a goddamn waste of time. Yet, I endure. This is only because I promised friends I would.

I'm planning to throw my own funeral while I'm still alive so I can hear nice things about me before I die. I think everyone should. Dress code of all black will be in effect, naturally. But, let's make it disco black. Sequins etc. Who wants to DJ?

Who fuckin' cares?

August 31st September 1st

Wow, what a week. I really have to convince people that lying to someone to get them to have sex with you is coercion. It is abuse, and criminal. It is NOT okay, and not normal. I always have, and continue to be fucking disgusted with being alive.

I am *literally* physically:mentally sick of being abused. I didn't think I could be any more shattered, or reduce my life any more; but, this week proved otherwise. So, the old me is dead; Lilith version has launched. Perps, prepare to be dragged to hell.