• when people use my name in conversation
  • when people say “this reminded me of you!”
  • when people remember little things i say/do
  • when people genuinely thank me for things i’ve done for them
  • when i think of the same thing at the same time as someone else and you give each other the look

Niemand kennt mein Lieblingslied, mein Lieblingsbuch. Niemand weiß, welchen Film ich schaue, wenn ich traurig bin, welche Zitate mich an die schönste Tage erinnern. Niemand weiß, was mich weitermachen lässt, wenn ich nicht weitermachen will, was mich glücklich macht, wenn ich nicht aufhören kann, traurig zu sein. Und was ich mache, wenn ich nicht schlafen kann, oder was ich brauche, wenn ich die Lust an allem verliere. Manchmal frage ich mich, ob mich überhaupt jemand kennt, ob überhaupt jemand weiß, wie ich wirklich bin.



during the witch burning times, midwives were targeted because they were healers and they eased the pain of childbirth which was meant to be woman’s punishment for eating the apple in the garden of eden.

birth control and abortion were considered sinful for the same reason.

anti-choice sentiment started because people (men) wanted women to be punished, and these misogynistic ideas have carried on for hundreds of years.

what a sad reflection on our society.


Happy 38th Birthday, Benedict!