When I was little, I hated my face. My head was too round, my chin blended into my neck, my eyes were deer-in-the-headlights enormous... I was my own worst critic, and I never missed a chance to tell other people how unattractive I was.
One of the hardest things to explain about the culture of consent is that it's not just about preventing sexual assault. It's also about respect, and about changing the traditional dialogue in the bedroom.
Why Admitting You're Depressed Is Like Coming Out of the Closet
April 30, 2014
If we as a society can understand that being gay is not the same thing as "experimenting," maybe we can someday understand that depressed people are not simply "having a bad day."