Grrl Power

Last Saturday, I met up with my friend Dani at Bats Day. We had a grand day of fine gothy shopping. I bought a rockin’ punk messenger bag, amazing smellies from BPAL, and some fun and frothy ribbon pony falls. Because pony falls are my gothy fashion Achilles heel.

But that’s not what this post is about. Rather, that the day reminded me that every now and again, I will run into others of my kind. By weird, random chance. Or luck. Or whatever you want to call it. And it reminds me that I’m not the only one out there.

First, we met up with another friend of Dani’s who also has a visible disability. And gets shit for it all the time. Just like me. We swapped horror stories about it over blood orange martinis at lunch.

And then, a random punk girl came up to me and thanked me. I looked baffled. She explained that she had excema and thought I was awesome for being brave enough to wear shorts in public. So her and I also swapped stories. She also gave me hope for possibly being able to get a tattoo (which I now have, and have the second one planned).

The point being that, by sheer random luck, I got to meet two awesome, strong women who “get it.” Because they’ve been there. They’ve done that. And, like me, they have the battle scars to prove it.

Yeah, grrl power indeed!


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1 Response to Grrl Power

  1. Yay grrl power! 🙂

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