Feb 12 -

Bolding mine, and reblogging because I’m so there.  everythingrealneon: It’s like back 10 months ago or so, I was real into activism as a fairly rational response to knowing how fucked the world was and seeing it as about the only way to plug in and try to fix things. Then, I dropped out of that and got all anarchy. 6 months ago, I was real into anarchy and shit. All like, how can I raise a ruckus and generally be a nuisance as much as possible? How can I raise hell? How do my actions resonate and spread? And then a bunch of failure (some bad planning, some bad luck) and some successes later and I’m not sure what I feel. On the one hand, I’m just tired. It’s winter and I’m kind of sick and I’m trying to survive and raise money so I can stop hating my life quite as much. I miss my friends, who are themselves all holed up because of the cold. Tumblr as self care. Reading random feminist theory as self care.