pussymuscle: the only way out is through.
write from the inside. from the deep dark. write from the place where it feels immovable/stuck/hardened. from the truth of the situation of being a human being in the world. a woman in the bay area. a woman in a philosophy graduate program in a place with lots of good hearts and just as many blind spots. where violence happens. and it happens. and it keeps happening. and the only people who notice are the ones being hurt. and they are so tired from being hurt that they feel it is too much to speak. it takes too much energy to speak because when you speak you have to keep speaking or shut it down again. and once you've spoken shutting it down is so much harder. like closing a garage door when the junk inside is spilling out. i am so tired but this junk just keeps spilling and getting in my way and making me more tired. and angry. i am so angry and this junk just keeps on getting in my way making me more angry. i am tired and this junk just keeps getting in my way making me more tired. i am angry and this junk just keeps on getting in my way making me more angry. i am tired and this junk just keeps on getting in my way making me more tired. i am angry and this junk keeps on geting in my way making me more angry. i am tred and this junk just keeps on getting in my ay maning my more tired . i am angr and this junk just keeps getting me in my way making me more angry. i am tired and this junk just keeps getting in my way meaking me mroe tires.
