Surprise! Or not, if you follow me on Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram…
Last night, Steve and I got engaged! It wasn’t unexpected, but it was very sweet. (And I got to have a burger with goat cheese on it so you know, classin’ it up.)
So why was I expecting it? Well, we’re about 95% sure we’re moving to Germany at the end of the summer! I can’t include too many details yet, but it looks like Steve will be completing a post-doctorate, so we’ll be there for a few years. We already knew we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together, but the threat of me potentially being deported if I didn’t find a job within 3 months lit a bit of a fire under us to make it official before we start our journey.
We’ve spent a little time discussing names in the past, and whether or not we expected to change mine, his, or both. While Steve encouraged me to keep my name (feminist ally jackpot over here), I decided I want to hyphenate. If we ever have kids, I’d like for us to share a name. Plus, Daphne’s last name just sounds better as the hyphenated version of his and mine. Don’t act like that’s not a legitimate concern.
We’re thinking about getting married in late July or early August, but haven’t set a date yet. I’m really excited to blog about this whole process! It’s no secret: I want to have the most awesome but least expensive party-like wedding reception possible. I’m the first of my friends to get engaged, and I’m looking to keep it pretty low-key. No bridesmaids – no wedding party at all – and as DIY/handmade as possible for the reception. Of course both Daphne and Dmitri will be attending.
What was the most awesome wedding you’ve been to, and what made it so great? Do you have any good DIYs or tips that you don’t mind me using?
A while back, I posted about my anxiety disorder, and how I was weaning myself off of Celexa. It’s gotten to the point now where I don’t have any withdrawal symptoms, and I’m totally off the drug. The problem? I’m now definitely, without a doubt, depressed.
When I originally quit, I did it because I felt like my feelings were numbed, I had a hard time having an orgasm, and I had gained about 25lb. I loved how balanced I felt on Celexa, but I hated that my emotions felt confined to 3-7 on a 1-10 scale. It could take me an hour to have a weak orgasm, if I could have one at all. But if I’m being completely honest, the weight was the thing that bothered me the most.
I follow some amazing body-positive bloggers, so admitting that I apparently value being 25lb lighter over my mental health… well, it’s embarrassing. It makes me wonder if I’m a terrible feminist. Or, hell, a terrible person.
While the ability to orgasm was a factor – and has been improved since weaning off – toy testing has been slow because the desire to do much of anything with my time has dropped drastically. I’m 13lb lighter, but I still feel emotionally numb, except when I’m having an anxiety attack. The attacks are shorter and fewer than before I started on Celexa, but that’s hardly an improvement when you consider that depression has shown up in anxiety’s place.
As someone who understands how problematic it is that women are so frequently valued based on their physique, I can’t wrap my head around why I’m doing this to myself. Yes, my body is lighter since I quit the drug. Yes, I can now usually orgasm in under 15 minutes. Can I get dressed and motivate myself to do something fun? Not half as easily as I could have 3 months and 25lb ago. Even if you eschew morality, what’s the point of being vain if I never leave the house?
When I’m not working – which varies a lot in retail – I sometimes spend a day doing absolutely nothing. Invitations to get out of the house are sometimes accepted, but sometimes, I just feel too shitty to be around other people. Frequently, I wish I could sleep for a while, and wake up with a new set of circumstances under which I’d have no “reason” to be depressed.
Note: I have an appointment with a psychiatrist on Monday, and I’m going to get some professional advice. If you’ve experienced anything similar, I’d love to hear from you, especially if you found a solution.
Well, it’s not Sunday, but another one doesn’t roll around for a while, and you all deserve some lovely links.
& Did you know that there is literally no regulation within the sex toy industry? Like, none at all? If you’ve ever seen me mention flame testing materials, I do it because you simply cannot trust that every package that says “100% silicone” really does contain 100% pure silicone. Fucked up, right? Thankfully, the brilliant minds of Dangerous Lilly and The Pinkness bring you… Dildology.org!
& Epiphora and SheVibe have teamed up to give away a FunFactory Stronic Eins pulsator! What is it, you ask? Why don’t you read her review!
& I’m really late to this party, but Jes of the Militant Baker is AWESOME. I feel like at some point, I found her blog, forgot to Bloglovin’ it, and sadly it slipped through my sieve of a brain. NO MORE! I’m linking her amazing Body Image(s) project here so you can all check out the glory of her blog!
& Sarah of SillyGrrl is launching her Nerd School ebook on May 21st, and you should probably register to get an email notification. Why? Because she knows her shit, and unless you’re already a professional web designer, your blog will thank you. (I’m on the list, ’cause this girlfriend needs help.)
& The Onion is sometimes spot on, and sometimes… Plainly, they really fucked up with this one, and Britni brilliantly called them out. (Trigger warning: Abuse, assault, Christ Brown’s asshattery.)
& Kristen is participating in a Blog Every Day in May challenge, and today, she answered the questions “What do you do?” and “What are you most afraid of?” How would you answer those questions?
& In case you missed it, I now work at my local Lush shop, so you know I’m basically spending every waking hour smothering my body with vegetarian goodness. Let me tell you though, if you were to walk into Lush and purchase just one product, I would suggest you pick up a Buffy. My backside has never been smoother, and my arms have never been so soft.
See you soon!
Have you seen Dove’s latest Campaign for Real Beauty video? If not, go take a look.
First of all, I know there are 1,000,001 posts out there already about Dove’s Real Beauty campaign, both positive and negative. After watching their most recent video, I had a thought that I haven’t seen addressed yet.
The entire thing hinges on how other people see us. It’s all about how you critique yourself and how other people, especially people who know and love you, see you much more positively. I feel as though I’m being told that what other people think of me matters more than what I think of myself.
I don’t want to feel better about myself because someone else said I have a nice, thin jawline or beautiful eyes. That’s still giving the power to someone else. I have my own agency and I have my own confidence. If a woman feels ugly, the solution is not to ask someone else what they think of her, and suggest that she draw confidence from that. The solution is especially not to ask what a man thinks of her, in my opinion.
If Dove wanted to make a real beauty campaign, I think they would have to dismantle what they’ve built so far. They would need trans*women, women with disabilities, women of color, and women from size 0 to 20+. They would need to ditch photoshop (btw, they totally haven’t). I don’t know that we’ll see any of that any time soon.
I understand that they’re trying to sell us beauty products, and they can’t do that if we’re perfectly happy with ourselves. They still want the focus to be on what other people think of us because then we’re easier to sell to. And I’m not buying it.