The amount of gender violence that I experience is absolutely extraordinary. And a significant part of my day today will be spent filing police reports at home about gender violence that’s directed at me in social media.
The way things happen on social media is so abusive and everyone needs to take personal responsibility for what they write and not allowing this misinterpretation and shaming culture on social media to persist.
I have a very ecumenical faith. I have a very inclusive faith. There’s a quote I love from recovery literature that says, “The realm of the spirit is roomy and broad. It is open to all.” I’ve absolutely staked my life on that.
I have a lot of love to give, and when I give that love and others are able to receive it and show me their vulnerability, I believe that God inhabits that space, which means I basically hang out with God a lot, and that’s why I feel hopeful.
God doesn’t make mistakes and timing unfolds as it should.
You have so much power to bring awareness, prevention and change.
I have a responsibility to nurture and shepherd my talent and when I’m living the parts of my life not related to that I feel I have the right to be left alone.
The assault on our body image, the hypersexualization of girls and women and subsequent degradation of our sexuality as we walk through the decades, and the general incessant objectification is what this conversation allegedly about my face is really about.
A wonderful pastor I know once told me, “Perfectionism is the highest order of self-abuse.” So now I try to remind myself that if I engage in perfectionism, I am abusing myself. Period.