
Where to begin. I have a lot on my mind. This past weekend was amazing in so many ways. I'm sure I'll go into more detail in another blog entry later.
I've been messaging back and forth with Imani recently. It's been nice. She said, "my opinion is the only one that matters." On this issue, I think she may be right. I've made up my mind, but I've been sounding it out with a couple of close friends to see their reactions. Honestly I don't care what they think because I've made up my mind, but I'd love it if they were supportive. It's a dormant decision, but time won't make me back out.
It's been weird transitioning back to every day life after spending a weekend with so many amazing women. Today I walked to class in the midst of 5 or 6 rather attractive men. It was a little overwhelming. Two of them tried to hit on me at different points too. One tried asking me for directions to a building, which he clearly knew the way to and the other walked me half to class. It was weird. I was nice to them though. They weren't jerks so no need to slap them in the face. Note to men: if you aren't approx. 6 ft, stubborn as hell, can't make me laugh in a short sentences or a few words, and aren't the most comfortable person in the world...oh sorry is that too specific? Hmm let me think...nope that's about right.
I've been seeing the world so differently. In psych I literally counted the number of sexist things my professor said. You don't want to know the number.
Yep I said it. Sexist. This absolutely does not mean I hate men. Couldn't be more opposite. There is a difference between "man haters" and women who see the reality of sexism in this culture. I'm not a man hater. I'm more aware now though. I don't want to just point it out and complain. That doesn't do the world any good. We need to change it.
So I've been working on getting rid of the stuff that holds me back in life or makes it harder to live a really full life free from oppression. I've got a lot apparently: born poor catholic, latino, currently middle class, jewish, dad's protestant influences, and of course female. I'll explain more about what this all means later when I'm more awake. Lately I've been getting more in touch with the part of me that was born poor and catholic. It's hard to believe that 12 months (9 in eutero) of that could influence a life, but it can and does. Luckily I have some older catholic adult friends who have been tremendously helpful with this. I'm constantly going "oh! that's why I do this or feel this" or "oh! that's why this person is like this." It's all quite facinating.
I guess my mom was right about RC. I've always thought that everyone needs a psychologist - even psychologists...especially psychologists. They're helpful. It's not all about fixing problems. Positive psychology is much different. RC is like that too though. It's about make the world a better place for each individual and the whole. So I now think that RC is a good resources for everyone also. It seems like one of the best ways to change the world for the better. Like I said...I'll go into more detail later, but for now I'm just going to really encourage everyone to visit the link below and talk to me about it.
(Just gonna warn you if you visit it. Discharge has a totally different meaning! It means emotional release or letting go of. Not dirty at all. An example would be laughing or shivering as an emotional release of embarrassment.)
http://www.rc.org/
*Paintings can be found here
Haha welcome to me Psych of Women and Gender class! Basically sexism and all things related to it is all we talk about...in a constructive way of course though. No man hater talk (at least in class) haha!
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