Well, I did it. I reached 100 posts.
When I started this blog I had no idea what to expect. I was a year out of college and missing the intellectual discussions and stimulation that it provided me with. I wanted a space to just be me, and to process without driving all my Facebook friends crazy.
I look back at my life a year ago (nearly) and I remember thinking at the time, is this it, is this really who I want to be? I was five months into a job that was slowly sucking the life out of me, literally. I developed chronic pain issues and though they continue to this day I believe that job was a part of the trigger. I left work overwhelmed and crying nearly every day. I lived in a small town where I saw people who had wounded me deeply everyday. I felt suffocated and like there was no space for me to heal, or to grow. I felt unable to flourish and change into the person I knew I was becoming but that so few around me could see. I didn’t belong there and I didn’t fit in, though I sure tried.
A month after I started this blog I left most of that life behind. I quite my job, left that town, and moved to the city (that’s something only a small town kid would really say, isn’t it?). I knew I needed something different. I needed to be some place where no one knew me, where I could be free to flourish and learn about the person I was becoming. That was, and still is, one of the best life decisions I have made to date.
Through this blog I was able to find my voice. I started being vocal about opinions I had and things I believed that would not have been understood or welcomed by many in the place I left. I fell into easy community with a group of feminist, sociologically minded bloggers; people who had just as many questions as I did and were okay with not having the answers. People whose writing challenged me and whose comments intrigued me. While this blog didn’t necessarily serve as the catalyst for my “awakening” it became a great outlet for me to reveal it. In writing I started becoming more confident in myself, my opinions, and my beliefs. I was able to bounce from one extreme to the other. It was there that I found the other extreme was just as broken. I broke out of being a living stereotype of either side and can now be comfortable with being a little bit of both. I by no means have it all figured out but I am having a lot more fun learning.
With 162 followers, 8,806 views, and 200 comments this blog has become something bigger than I could have possibly imagined when I started. With that being said, and this being my 100th post I thought I’d journey through the archives a bit. Enjoy and thanks for reading!
Top five viewed posts:
- The Kickass Woman’s Manifesto
- How to Aid a Rapist
- Celebrating Womanhood: How I discovered I was a Feminist
- Remember to Give Yourself Some TLC…From a Hot Guy
- Breast Cancer Is Not A Pink Ribbon
Top five most commented on posts (skipping the duplicates):
- Rude Men and Rape Culture
- The Flip Side of the Impossible Beauty Standard
- The Darker Side of Pink: Part 2
- Need Help Little Lady?
- Bees in My Bonnet: The Mythological Female Body and Homophobic Language
My Favorite Posts:
- You Are Now A Woman
- Where Have All My Single Ladies Gone?
- Mandating Good Parenting?
- Girls Night!
- Beauty and Makeup: Mary Kay Hosts a Party for Survivors of Domestic Violence
- A Letter to My Nephew
- Replacing Hate With Love: A Father Writes a Letter to His Hypothetically Gay Son
Six under appreciated posts:
- Sexual Assault Awareness Month
- The Shock Value in Advertising
- “Ask Amy” on Loving Your Body
- To Protect the Men…
- “Same Love:” A Rapper Tackles Gay Marriage