Whore

I am a whore, and I know I am because I was given that label by an angry man after I shared  his time and sipped at a seven dollar coffee while we discussed the weather and why the coastal residents of British Columbia should probably think about packing up and moving inland. I am … Continue reading Whore

Before The Lights Come Up

Oh she’ll pull you in, all teeth and blood red lips, the way she moves as if she owned the joint, and anyone who steps foot inside. Until the lights come on she will be here clinking glasses filled with cheap champagne and grinding on any available hip she can find, and she'll wink and … Continue reading Before The Lights Come Up

Nothing To Say

There is nothing to be said about the way you hover over me, nothing about the way you grind your hips and your filth against me from somewhere inside of places, I have never been. There is nothing to be said about the way you breathe, hot and filled with rage, against the back of … Continue reading Nothing To Say

Thank you, Sir, Can I Have Another? – Stephanie Bennett-Henry

Thank you, Sir, can I have another? I wasn't quite clear the first dozen times you called me a bitch, a whiny female, worthless. Tell me again how I'm dramatic, overreacting, just in the way. Tell me how I'm ruining everything for you just by talking. Somehow my voice got a firm grip on your … Continue reading Thank you, Sir, Can I Have Another? – Stephanie Bennett-Henry

Closed Doors & Open Hearts – Jason King

  People come into and out of our lives at exactly the right moment.....   This saying used to make my skin crawl and want to chew steel....no they don't....I would howl....it's all about choice I would say....now....I'm not sure I believe that....don't get me wrong I think effort is of the upmost importance....as well … Continue reading Closed Doors & Open Hearts – Jason King

Crazy, Cancer & Chuckles

Last month Stephanie Bennett-Henry and I wrote something together that touches on Stigma. I was reluctant to post it for (get this) fear of offending people. How ridiculous is that? Pretty ridiculous considering the disgusting comments and jokes that people are making today, in regard to Sinead O'Connor. I swear to God, some of you need … Continue reading Crazy, Cancer & Chuckles

Rights, Wrongs and The Sanctity of Life

It started with a simple tweet where I expressed my opinion in regard to the hundreds that I saw where people were screaming, "more guns", "shoot back", "arm the country"; and it turned into the pistol packers calling me everything from “vapid” to a baby killer. Wait, what? A baby killer? Apparently it’s completely okay … Continue reading Rights, Wrongs and The Sanctity of Life

Dear America

February 5, 2016 - 11:00 PST I'm itchy, cranky, and my vision has started to fail. FYI: If WebMD has told you that you're living with syphilis get a second opinion ASAP, and GTFO WebMD anyway because it's WebMD. You may just be experiencing a touch of Twitter overload instead, the symptoms are pretty much the same thing. But … Continue reading Dear America

Fuck you, Jian

So.Much.This.

Bone Broth and Breastmilk

It’s Day 3 of the Jian Ghomeshi trial, the first witness has been discredited already and we’ve now moved right along on to number 2.

During the time the story broke that he was being fired from the CBC as sexual assault accusations came to light, every woman I spoke to about it was deeply disturbed. Deeply disturbed. Every woman. No matter her age, level of Q fandom, political leanings and/or lifestyle, this story, of all news stories, had knocked the wind out of her. She couldn’t get it out of her head. Couldn’t stop thinking. Things were coming back to her. Feelings, and questions, about interactions she’d buried in the subterranean sludge of her mind for years. Interactions that were flooding her now. She couldn’t breathe.

I’ve been degraded, I’ve been humiliated, I’ve been coerced, I’ve been pressured, I’ve been guilt-tripped, I’ve been taken advantage of, I’ve had my humanity…

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Roofie Rooshy Makes Bank: Update

You'll have to excuse me for joining the party late, all of the big words and testosterone coming down that Internet thingy had me a little bit confused and frightened. I felt anxious and overly emotional, almost the exact same way I feel right before I'm about to start my period. So I took a … Continue reading Roofie Rooshy Makes Bank: Update