So, Lori Alexander. With all due respect, fuck your standards.
It’s very rare that I backtrack myself on something, especially when it has to do with feminism, racial politics, and least of all: romance.
Wanna walk down the street and “receive looks and compliments on your beauty?” GO FOR IT! Street harassment for the win! But INSTAGRAM?! No way Jose!
My wish is that people see both sides of every story, especially on such complicated issues. Everyone’s experiences are different.
My life sucked when I was 14. I don’t think it was because of me. Years of writing and going to therapy have mostly convinced me that it was not my fault. But I forget that sometimes.
If guys can still wear fuckin’ cargo shorts, we 110% can wear pants with holes in them. Cargo shorts have 87 different sized pockets. Destroyed denim allows us the small victory of only needing to shave our knees.
When I hear elitist arguments akin to Ryan’s, I can’t help but think of the scene in Forrest Gump when all the kids keep saying “this seat’s taken,” when clearly there’s room for a new person to sit down.
I personally believe that the best way to eliminate this stigma and the consequences of it, is to become more knowledgeable and understand about the disorder and its effects, and for us to share our stories.
He wants you to take him at his word. He wants you to know that “I love you” today means I love you tomorrow and I’ll love you the day after that, even if he doesn’t always say it aloud.