Changing rooms - and being non-binary

Changing rooms - these access spaces to a swimming pool or gymnasium. I don't know anyone who likes changing rooms. There are people who try to maintain some privacy in these spaces that seem designed to take away any privacy. There are people who pretend that they don't mind the lack of privacy when they change into or out of their swimming costume or gym clothes.

Let’s burn the planet! (or maybe not?)

We urgently need to rebuild a powerful climate justice movement for system change

Some news from mainstream media outlets from just a few days, and I wonder what we – the climate justice movement – are waiting for:

Destroy What Destroys You

A critique of the overvaluation of positive alternatives

Creating the world we want is a much more subtle but more powerful mode of operation
than destroying the one we don’t want.

Marianne Williamson.

“A happy childhood”

Trigger warning:
This text contains descriptions of child abuse, sexual abuse, bullying, among others.

Those who know me know that the title of this blog entry can only be pure irony. I did not have a happy childhood. I had a childhood of emotional neglect, arbitrary violence (especially as a small child), sexual abuse, bullying... Not a happy childhood at all. And although I have worked on many aspects of my resulting complex trauma in recent years, in recent months especially the sexual abuse by my father and my older brother, I have always been left with one unanswered question: how does a small child come to reject their mother?

Bullying in my childhood

Trigger warning:
This text contains images and descriptions of sexual harassment and bullying, among others.

In the last few days I have started to pull one more thing out of the pandora's box of my trauma: the bullying in my childhood. I was aware of bullying, especially in my teenage years, but what is coming up now is something new, and it is unsettling and destabilising. Intrusive images are coming back, this time of bullying.