Culture Shock in San Diego

Being in San Diego has been a bit trippy
Being outside of all of this for a while has given me a fresh perspective.
I walked through the open air market in Ocean Beach last week, literally speechless. Everyone has their identity. They pay good money to maintain their identity. Surfer, punk, yoga girl, yuppy housewife, everyone has a look. Their look says a lot about what they are into, and that is the point. … Keep ReadingCulture Shock in San Diego

How small do you want me to be?

To those men out there who feel the need to insult me, my surfing, and the places I enjoy surfing, I’m sorry.

I’m sorry that our society has taught you that you always need to be superior to women especially in acts of bravery and physicality. You were lied to. Seeing a woman capable of expressing her internal strength reminds you that you’ve been running from your own power. And that is terrifying to you.

And now you men are as scared as we women are mad. You are scared that you might have to be everything you were created to be. You are terrified that if women no longer buy the lie of smallness then you will be surpassed. You will have to open your eyes, get off the couch, shut off the TV, stop complaining and actually wake up.

We are rising up. We are angry. We will not be silenced. And we will keep pulling into closeout barrels even if it makes you uncomfortable. … Keep ReadingHow small do you want me to be?

I’m Having a Fat Day

I think my body is like a scared little feral kitten. She knows she is fierce. She depends on my for her basic needs. But I keep screwing with her. Sometimes I scream at her, sometimes I pinch her, sometimes I refuse to feed her, sometimes I force her to keep eating when she’s already stuffed. … Keep ReadingI’m Having a Fat Day