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Unconscious Bias

A nonprofit with the words la femme in its name invites people to consider what femininity means to the beholder. The thing here is we don’t define you by your labels. We give general ideas of what topics we discuss here but the truth is we intentionally keep this very broad because we see and respect that we are all unique. We want you to feel safe with however you assimilate. And when we interject feminism into this conversation, I now value more than ever that advocating for human rights & women’s rights and all the topics connected to them need to be much louder here.

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Break Often

A visualization that has often worked well for me when trying to remind myself to “let things be and trust” is envisioning the ebb and flow of the tide. If we get onto a float and ride the rhythm of the tide rolling in and then back out again we may notice there is less resistance than if we are standing in the ocean fighting the intensity of the current.

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Assignment # 85036 - I AM Your Mother

Does it feel like I’m going around in circles? Because that’s a good representation of the feelings within our own minds. The constant roller coaster and merry-go-round effect of wanting to find ourselves but needing (and wanting) to also pour our entire selves into our children. It’s exhausting. At times it feels unbearable. At times you feel numb. I find myself struggling to navigate my own emotions and endlessly trying to find my way back to a self I once knew or a new, better self I’d like to know.

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Kay and Anxiety

It's like this constant pit in my stomach. It keeps turning ever so slightly, uneasy, and nauseating. It feels like it only takes the brush of a light breeze to send it whirling into full spiral mode. Grasping for anything that feels stable - anything that feels real in the world of make believe the mind creates.

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the dKol la femme project: this is my body

The mirror has always been my biggest enemy. I have always looked at it with disgust, picking every flaw apart, overanalyzing, and wishing to be something I wasn’t. Wishing I would see a different reflection, wishing my legs were smaller, or my stomach was flatter, that I was a little shorter and much skinner. Never did I look in the mirror and see the good. Everything that I ate that wasn’t within my normal healthy regimen made me feel fat and regretful, immediately. How exhausting and sad is that? I’ll tell you, the answer is very, it’s all consuming actually. 


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