[Content note: mention of emotional abuse]
Things have been pretty quiet around here for a while. I mean, I'm getting up posts here and there, but nothing of substantial content. I wouldn't consider anything that I've put up as actual "writing" in well over a month.
Part of it is work stress. As I've said about 50 billion times, the fall is really busy for me, so the closer that we get to September and October, the more I'm finding myself staying at my desk later each day and when I get home the last thing I want to do is hop back on a computer and queue up a post.
But it's more than just that. There are SO MANY interesting feminist topics to be digging in on right now. Just to scratch the surface there's the debate surrounding Nicki Minaj's Anaconda video, the horrible harassment Anita Sarkeesian is facing, Beyonce's amazing VMA performance, and the "rape prevention" nail polish nonsense. I COULD say something about any or all of those topics, and usually, I already would have. But lately, I just feel like I don't have anything original to say. I've certainly been in this place before, so I know it's going to pass, but I HATE feeling uninspired. When I have writer's block like this (and that might not even be the best term...) I just kinda beat myself up about it. "Come on, brain. THINK of something to say about this." And then I don't and I'm disappointed.
I'm always working toward going easier on myself about this type of thing...not engaging in mental self-berating. But when the baseline from your upbringing is "always be the best you can be and if you don't, then you're worthless" it's much easier said than done to reset your mental self-assessments.
Ah well. My inspiration will come around again. I've just got to wait it out and chill.
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