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I feel like when Menstrual huts in Nepal are brought up to support arguments, they're dismissed because Americans and Euro-centric people have no experience with this kind of discrimination. They don't understand how much it fucks with your mind to be a woman segregated from her family for having a period.
Like, I am Nepali but I was born/raised in America, so I'm pretty used to the whole "gross but not super-shunned" American mindset on periods.
Four years ago, my father remarried a very traditional Nepali woman, and with her came her family.
My step-mother soon noticed when I would be on my period, since our whole family shares one bathroom and despite how I try to hide it, it's pretty obvious what I'm doing when I go to the bathroom tons of times a day. Her family began watching me whenever I went into the kitchen, I couldn't touch anything there or else I'd 'soil' it, I couldn't get a glass of water without being watched. I was told I couldn't sit on a certain side of the couch, couldn't enter certain rooms, and could not touch my baby brother or hug my father. Because I was on my period, and I was 'impure'.
Now like, that's not even a FRACTION of what some women in Nepal actually go through. Where they are forced out into huts with no heat, little to no food or water, no cleaning supplies, and are forced to stay inside for the duration of their periods. Many times women are raped and/or assaulted during this period.
There is such a depth to women's suffering that is glossed over by the rest of the world. It took me the tiniest bit of discrimination of this type to really be able to realize "hey, this is actually TERRIFYING".
And now I can imagine how little people truly care when they hear "Menstrual Huts" in an argument, because they have no experience with or knowledge of the subject. Truly, it's made me realize how much I fear for myself, my sister, and women all over the world. It's made me realize how much our natural bodies are hated and feared and disgusted. And how men control societies so much that they can create an entire tradition where our bodies and our lives are shamed and punished.
Here are some images, since I believe visual examples also help people a lot, as well as a few articles and a GoFundMe for menstrual cups in Nepal below:
I have literally seen libfems justify this saying that it's nice to have a break from doing things on your period. Being forced outside without a way to bathe, eat or drink is abuse not a vacation.
The problem with the concept of the ‘nuclear family’ and further, the glorification of it by the American right and their feeble attempt at launching Nuclear Family Month, is that it is a concept built on the Christian patriarchal family structure. A man should be the leader of the house, parents should have ownership over their children, children having more than two parental figures or aunts, uncles and grandparents living in the home challenges this. It’s not that a straight couple and their children can’t form a healthy family structure, it is that the glorification of the ‘nuclear family’ as the gold standard of family situations pushes individualism, stigmatizes divorce and multigenerational households and continues to push the 1950s-esque ‘Children need a mommy and a daddy, no matter how fucking evil the mommy or daddy is.’ bullshit. There are so many children that did not grow up in ‘broken’ homes and suffered for it. Stop staying together for the kids. The support and involvement of the extended family in childrearing isn’t inherently trashy or lazy. Families come in so many different shapes and sizes and prioritizing and romanticizing the nuclear family continues to harm everyone.
More Dathomir younglings, I love love love drawing them!
+I had a lucid memory of 11 year old me practising Aikido with my jedi braid and younger kids being annoying in class, I think I was as patient as Obi-Wan.
if you dont know the context, JK Rowling appears in the Epstein files being invited to the pedophile island and in return, invited Epstien to her Harry Potter play, The Cursed Child. while her full name is redacted, she signs her emails with "Jx" like she often signs her tweets, and Epstien calls her "wordsmith", so we know he was talking to 1. an author 2. someone connected to Harry Potter enough to be able to offer an invite to the play 3. someone incredibly wealthy because those are the only people he communicated with 4. SOMEONE WHO SIGNS OFF AS "Jx"
she brushed it off, calling it "silly", then she illegally deleted YEARS of tracking on her yacht. never any threats to sue despite what would be very clear and obvious defamation and libel case if it weren't true, but none of these scumbags will do it because they know it would all be proven TRUE in discovery
this is a woman who has dumped millions of dollars to make the lives of trans people in the UK miserable. she calls us perverts, abusers, and pedophiles. and here she is, visiting pervert pedophile abuse island to do what they do there. truly every accusation is a confession with these devils
Trigger warnings for conversion therapy, rape, and acephobia in general.
Recently, a woman published this article about her experience in couples' therapy. Her experience matches with what most asexual people say is normal for therapists and doctors to put them through: conversion therapy and repeated rape to try to make them stop being asexual (needless to say, it did not work, because conversion therapy is pseudoscience and does not work).
All the therapists responsible for this, in this woman's case, self-described as liberal and LGBT+ friendly. This is why asexual people say that the current LGBT framework and LGBT-inclusive education for healthcare providers is not enough to stop conversion therapy, and demand that asexuality be included in these programmes.
[...] I figured out I was asexual. My husband, at first, was fine with this, though he insisted that we continue to have penetrative intercourse, as he considered such sex to be the ultimate connection and a necessary form of love. But penetrative intercourse made me want to vomit.
I never wanted to have it again and, instead, I needed us to find new ways of connecting. On our own we couldn’t figure out where our two realities might intersect so we decided to try couples counseling. I had done individual therapy on and off for decades and found it immensely helpful. I assumed couples counseling would be helpful as well. And so, between December 2014 and October 2017, my husband and I took part in a cumulative 26 months of therapy across three therapists (one LMFT and two psychologists who specialized in family and relationship issues).
This, looking back, was one of the worst decisions of my life.
I do not use the word trauma lightly when I say that my time in couples counseling was traumatic. Here is what I heard in those spaces over and over again from people that my husband and I had approached as experts: I was not okay as I am. My husband’s wants were normal while my wants were unimportant. It didn’t matter that intercourse made me feel like I was being raped. It didn’t matter that, to me, having sex with my husband was the same as having sex with a stranger or a relative or a child—that it felt just as wrong, just as nauseating. It didn’t matter that the only way I could get through sex was by imagining I was repeatedly cutting my throat or hacking at my wrists (I found those visualizations more comforting than inhabiting my body during sex). Sex between spouses was essential to any healthy and committed relationship, said our therapists, and we needed to fix what was wrong with me. The only alternative offered was divorce which was, for me, out of the question due to economic, family, and mental health reasons.
Many of us in the ace community have been told by family members, significant others, and popular culture that we’re broken, that something is wrong with us, that we’ll be fixed or cured if we just have sex with the right person (or, maybe we need our hormones adjusted, or maybe we need sex therapy and sensate focus exercises). But I had not imagined hearing this from therapists my husband and I had turned to for help, just as I did not expect the focus of couples therapy to become the erasure of my sexual orientation.
I’m guessing my husband’s needs were prioritized over mine because his were familiar to the therapists. They understood my lack of sexual desire as something that needed adjustment (to be fair, the DSM had medicalized asexuality via “hypoactive sexual desire disorder“ up until the DSM-5 in 2013). One therapist told me I was making my asexuality up as a way to control my relationship. She said she was knowledgeable about LGBT issues and she had never heard of asexuality. How did I know it existed? She told me that in New York, intercourse is an expectation of marriage by law. It wasn’t just her: none of the therapists were familiar with asexuality as an orientation. [...]
Part of surviving that time of marriage counseling—and I use the term surviving literally, as with each therapy session I slid further down the steep slope of depression and suicidality—was writing in my journal after those sessions. Some entries drift into notes about ways to kill myself [...] Eventually I knew I wouldn’t be okay—I would probably in fact be dead—if I continued these sessions.
[...] The number of young people who are identifying as asexual is striking and worth noting. Ten percent of LGBTQIA+ youth identified as asexual or ace spectrum in a 2020 Trevor Project survey. What this means, in my mind, is that therapists will soon be encountering asexuals in greater numbers—and this concerns me. Are marriage and family therapists ready to help asexual clients, particularly those who may be in mixed-orientation relationships? [...]
The therapists my husband and I met with presented themselves as liberal and progressive. They positioned themselves as LGBT supportive, a safe space, because they allowed that men can want to have sex with men, and women can want to have sex with women—but they could not imagine other queer possibilities, such as a committed and deep love without intercourse. [...]
When people ridicule raising awareness about asexuality's existence (and it's not only JK Rowling), when they claim asexuality shouldn't be included in the queer community, these are the results it leads to.
my ideal existence is not knowing about the oscars or the super bowl or any of that horseshit...I jerk off to clear running water and live off whatever wanders into my open mouth
No it's actually just that this post was specifically about me learning from older Native people whose role in the community is often referred to as a knowledge keeper in English, for their extensive cultural wisdom and knowledge. I'm okay with other people relating to the concept as well but please refrain from making fun of how we cherish those who are a core part in resisting genocide.
You make soup in a big bowl. You serve it in a smaller bowl. And then you convey it, using a spoon, to your mouth. But what is the spoon? Simply a smaller bowl still
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