On an almost daily basis I am met with social media campaigns and news headlines that both overtly and subliminally prompt my reflections on feminism. When combined with my own, very singular female experience, I often find myself thinking about how my future daughters or granddaughters will fair in this system.
Navigating the time that is your 20s can be frightening and fantastic all in the same breath. Though the image of a grand destination may seem comforting in theory, the journey really is never that simple. At 24, I have come to learn only a few lessons about life, love and all that exists in-between.
For those of us who have officially outgrown the kind of enjoyable oblivion that the college experience promises, moving toward a 9-to-5 grind is, at best, a transition. Looking back, the lessons we each learned during those first few months of undergrad life were what helped us to navigate the next four years.
If there is one topic that promises to elicit discussion, it is undoubtedly the topic of love. Either in search for or defense of, love has instigated people to face fears, suffer loss and even meet death in its name. And we hear it all the time- love of country, love of faith, love of family.
If someone were to ask you to describe the most important lesson you've learned from life thus far, how would you respond? Because I'm not sure I could. But that's not to say I haven't tried. As an inherently anxious thinker, I cannot remember a time in which I wasn't instinctively reflective.
By our very nature, we, as humans, are programmed to exist as impassioned creatures; creatures who ride through waves of emotions on a regular basis. Feelings of happiness are easy; they are the ones to which we look forward with anticipation and the ones on which we affectionately reflect.
Show up for the people you love. Show up because life with a ghost or a memory or a halfway anything, is not much of a life at all. Let them know you're there-even if only in the most broken and imperfectly human way possible.
I tend to disagree with that sentiment. Somewhere along the winding road of human development, society veered off course. Our sense of navigation went awry, and amid a mix of disorientation and "progress" came the dangerous notion that strength should be solitary.
Look around you. Look hard, but never deep. Let the scrutiny burn and the examination exhaust as it moves from pupil to pupil. See what they are doing, having, enjoying. Glorify the image of that distant ivory tower, floating above the little space in which you occupy. Crave it from below.
I used to believe my insides were built too big. That beneath my small frame of humanity lied a depth too tremendous in size, too weighted with intensity. I felt too much. I was too much to love. I was on overload, my nerves maxed out with fear because there was too much in me for one body to hold.
When it comes to dating, navigating the ins and outs of getting to know someone can be pretty challenging stuff. From likes and dislikes to chemistry and attraction-there is so much that goes into even the notion of a relationship.
Sam Maracic in Women I'll start by setting the scene: After years of the same old look, you find yourself overwhelmed by an insatiable desire for something new. A change, perhaps, which will propel you into an entirely novel phase of life, love or whatever else you are hoping to channel (this week).
There is no party like a Gen-Y party, and as a firm believer in the 'work hard, play hard' mentality, I'd have to agree that enjoying our youth while it is upon us is the only way to go. In fact, if there is one thing our generation is good at, it's mastering this mindset.
Only a female can truly comprehend the production that is waiting in line for the bathroom. But I'm not talking about any bathroom, I am talking about one scenario in particular, the one that brings about a little bit of angst in nearly every girl at some point or another: the bathroom line at the bar.
Hey, we've all been there. You meet someone, think he or she is cool and BAM! You're suddenly convinced there's a connection to be made. While these feelings are exciting and totally normal, there is a time and place for all interactions.
No matter how you slice it, if there's one thing we ladies love to do, it's indulge in an occasional night out. Blame it on stress at work, too many papers, or just the justifiable need to let our hair down; we all need to get a little crazy from time to time.
What better way to honor the 10-year anniversary of Tina Fey's sensation, "Mean Girls," than by acknowledging the very real truth behind the theme? Whether you're 14 or 24, there is no denying that sometimes, girl-world can be rough.
Whether you're a fan of the twerking queen or love the idea of shipping her to a remote island for the remainder of 2014, there is no denying that Miley Cyrus has gotten everyone talking. From her barely-there outfits to her confusing on stage performances, Cyrus has epitomized the idea of pushing boundaries.
Whether you're reeling from a breakup or stressing post-hookup, substitute the guy and the scenario is fairly standard. One day passes, and it's only a matter of time before you hear from him. Three days go by. Eh, he's probably just slammed at work. Then, it happens.