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A funhouse of the self

I have a body, and I don’t think that I particularly like it. I think there is something wrong both with my body and something wrong with the fact that I don’t like my body. I like to think I am worldly enough to know that “fat” is not a bad word, that to be fat is not insulting or a negative aspect of myself and yet whenever I’m trying to convince myself to keep going on the treadmill the mantra in my mind is variations on “stop being a fat bitch”. I guess that is my self-awareness coming through. 

The encyclopedia entry on phenomenology talks about how phenomenology develops awareness in many forms through various experiences. I like to think I am good at being self-aware, I feel like I have to with all the expectations placed on me. Going over every little thing I do, say, and all my experiences from a third-party perspective. This third party in actuality is all of my perceived thoughts and shortcomings about myself coming back to influence me in fun new ways. It’s like a weird meta-self-awareness. My idea of self comes from what I think other people think, which comes from what I think about myself, which is influenced by society. It’s circular thinking that I can’t really break out of. I am experiencing immanence, trapped in myself by my own thoughts.   

pop art style of a brain explosion

My idea of self is tinted. Tinted by the fact that I present in a feminine way and therefore am told that I need to have certain interests. Tinted by the ideas of my family and how I am to be like them in all aspects. Tinted by the idea of what it means to be black while not being “fully black” (I’m mixed). I think most of all I am tinted by the words people use. How fat is not a bad word, but I still feel self-conscious for being fat; how I can hear my mom telling me to not call us poor even though there was a winter without electricity; how I feel queer in a hypothetical way but too afraid to claim the label for myself. This tint is not necessarily a bad thing, it is a method of self-evaluation. I can think about how the words I say come off to others in unintended ways and how to fix that, or how even though society tells me I can’t be into traditionally nerdy things I still can because it’s a tint, not who I am. Where this self-evaluation is harmful is when it is no longer a tint and my perception of myself is distorted from trying to match all the ideals enforced on me by me. It’s a weird funhouse mirror that is also a two-way mirror at the same time. Focused on me with aspects of society mixed in, but all in a wonky self-conscious masquerading as self-awareness way.  

Spiral of mirrors with broken images
Where Do Women Belong in Places Like the Work Field?
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Where Do Women Belong in Places Like the Work Field?

As a cis woman, I have personally worked in multiple jobs, primarily full of men. I gravitate towards more physical jobs, meaning I work with more men. Throughout my life, I’ve heard many phrases to try to put down a woman for expressing an opinion different from the male’s perspective. Some of the insults they use to try to shut up women are, “Go back to the kitchen where you belong.” or “Shut up and go make me a sandwich.” some men will even refer to women as objects like dishwashers. However, in the work industry, those two tasks of cooking and cleaning are dominated by men. While working in the kitchens over the years. I have had to work and train grown men twice my age. While instructing these grown men, I was constantly disrespected and was not listened to during instruction, which ended up causing safety problems. I was only treated with respect when the male manager noticed them actively ignoring and disrespecting me. He called them out and explained that I was well-trained in my job and that they needed to take me seriously since I played a role in whether they got to keep this job. During these experiences, I had men flat-out tell me that I don’t belong in the kitchen due to my gender and size, which is ironic because I’ve heard men tell me that I do belong in the kitchen. While working my shift, I had to listen to their opinions about my inability to get things done due to my body not fitting the standard for someone to work in the kitchen. I heard, “She is too weak to do this,” “She is too bubbly to work back here,” or “She is not going to make it long in the kitchen because she is too sensitive.” It made me feel like I needed to constantly prove to myself and my male coworkers that I was someone to be respected for my work ethic. I always worked the hardest, and my personality started to change to be more aggressive and louder for my male coworkers to listen to, but then I was labeled as a “bitch”. However, if I told my male coworker to do the same thing I did, he would be seen as “forward” and “direct.” It is just a simple example of how readings like Not Just the Reflexive Reflex and Throwing Like a Girl mention how we still have these situations where women are still faced with this issue that we are seen as somewhat less than compared to men because of the body women are born with and their potential capability to have children.

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I am medicated for mental illness (and that’s OK)

My entire life I have been hearing a narrative that antidepressants, (a category of drug that includes things like SSRIs, SNRIs, TCAs and MAOIs,) are intrinsically bad or indicate some kind of personal failure. People have used different arguments, saying that antidepressants never work or that they work too well and cause people to become emotionless robots. I’ve heard people imply that it’s insulting to even suggest medication as a treatment for mental health issues. Personally I disagree with these assertions and I would argue that the bad rap mental health medications get is born out of bad personal experiences, ableism and misunderstandings of how psychiatric medications are prescribed. (I am going to mostly talk about antidepressants here because that’s what I have the most experience with and knowledge of, but similar principles apply to other categories of medication as well)

I started taking antidepressants over a decade ago, as a treatment for a laundry list of mental illnesses and neurodivergences that started presenting from the time I could speak. I would have severe panic attacks and meltdowns on a daily basis, each lasting for hours at a time, complete with kicking, screaming, and endless sobbing. Eventually after several failed attempts at holistic treatments I was prescribed Citaloptam, an SSRI (a type of antidepressant), to help me manage my emotions and prevent panic attacks, as well as benzodiazepines to take as needed when my panic attacks became out of control. Prescription medication was not the first choice treatment from my doctors or parents, no one wanted to have to give a 9 year old benzos, but it was necessary in order to keep me safe, stable, and calm when I would otherwise be a non-functional mess. I would go on to try a dozen different meds before the age of 15 before settling on the cocktail of drugs that I’ve been taking for the last 5 years or so, which is a combination of an SSRI, an NDRI, and a medication classified as an antipsychotic that is also used to treat anxiety and depression. 

Of course, meds alone don’t cure mental illness, that’s not how that works. Therapy, in the forms of group therapies, DBT, CBT, and individual talk therapy have all been parts of my treatment regimen over the years, and they have helped me immensely. Gaining accommodations, correct diagnoses, and removal from environments that exacerbated my mental health issues were also important steps in my journey. But the antidepressants and other meds I took were instrumental because they lowered my baseline level of distress and made me capable of participating in my treatments and helped me be able to access the resources at my disposal. I cannot stress enough how much antidepressants have improved my quality of life.

But that’s just my story, and my experiences are not universal. Not everyone needs meds, and meds don’t work for everyone, especially on the first try. If your mental health issues are mild, not severely impacting your day to day functionality, and not causing you significant distress, psychiatric medication may not be right for you. In that case maybe talk or behavioral therapies would be better suited for you. Even if medication is right for you, it’s quite possible or even likely that the first one or two or three that you try won’t be effective. (Often psychiatrists will cycle patients through several different SSRIs, despite the fact that they don’t work for everyone, before trying other forms of psychiatric medication. This is because SSRIs have been found to be the safest and least addictive type, as well as having the least significant side effects compared to the other types of antidepressants. The fact SSRIs have the fewest adverse effects make it an appealing first choice for doctors, but I digress.) Psychiatric medications are unfortunately not an exact science with a one size fits all solution.

But that doesn’t mean that antidepressants don’t work for anyone, in fact, for some people like me they are as necessary as any medication for any other kind of chronic condition. When people imply that the suggestion of antidepressants is bad, or that antidepressants never work and aren’t worth trying, it reinforces the stigma around them and mental illness in general. I fear that this narrative could prevent people from seeking professional mental health treatment, or cause people who are already on medication to feel bad about it, to hide that fact or stop taking their meds altogether. Taking psychiatric medications is not ‘taking the easy way out’ or a sign that someone hasn’t tried hard enough to treat their issues on their own, it’s a morally neutral act. Thank you for coming to my TED talk.

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“feminine essence”

What is feminine essence? This phrase has lingered in my head for a couple of days and I would like to take the chance to say that femininity is something so unachievable and so insecure in terms of permanence. Especially in modern-day society where the female body is constantly being picked apart and forced to contort itself at every turn. Think cosmetic consumerism, the normalization of plastic surgery, and the sexualization of girls from a young age.

I do not bring these things into question as a means to invalidate the choices women make for their bodies, but there is such an expectation to look a certain way and to change with the times. What if I just want to feel normal with the nature of my body?

I have been a big girl all my life, this belly will probably follow me to hell. That being said, I have always been hyper aware of my appearance (probably started around 2nd grade) and how that is perceived by the world around me. I worried about the dark hair on my limbs, and the baby mustache that would create a shadow over my lip. I worried about not being girly enough, not being skinny enough to be popular like the white girls with their matching outfits and practically see-through body hair. I was always so jealous of their stupid see-through hair that only becomes so visible in the sun. If being fat and hairy wasn’t enough, god said “let there be chronic skin conditions that people will ask her about until they obtain social awareness in high school!” A simple “what’s that?” with a finger raised in my direction or “why is your skin like that?” It’s always the little comments that fuck you up the most. Why should I care what’s on my skin, bitch, we all used to be monkeys this should definitely be the least of anyone’s concerns. Since being taught to hate the way I look, I do my best to take care of myself on the surface. I can’t be fat with bad skin. I can’t be fat with crooked teeth. I can’t be fat and hairy. I can’t be fat and loud. I have to pick one struggle, cool. I remove my unwanted body hair on a schedule, I buy expensive skincare products, I fixed my teeth with braces a couple years ago, I even lost like 80lbs from– what I call short-lived pathetic ed (tw sorry) but I am still fat at this very moment because I gained every single pound and more back. There was a time I considered myself to have peak “female essence.” I was still a minor, severely depressed, and going through the brunt of my ed. Altogether my life was in shambles. I received so many compliments and male attention during this time, hell, I lost my damn virginity! Regardless, the hatred I had for myself was still very present and it comes back to bite me every now and then despite me being in a better place mentally and physically. Femininity is not my strongsuit because I just trick myself into thinking I don’t care about all these standards, I walk around in loose comfortable clothes that may not always be stylish, I let my body hair grow out to lengths longer than I care to admit, and I carry my stank face with me always. I preform and stun everyone with my laidback-ness and what appears to be an indifference to the moving and breathing world around me. Deep down I want to be a hairless mole rat, I wish my jean size wasn’t catching up to my age, I wish I had a smaller nose, plumper lips, a smaller jaw, bigger breasts, thicker hair (only on my head)– I want all the things society has so cruelly made me want. Nobody can tell me I don’t know how to be a woman nor can anyone define womanliness because I have done and am doing the things for societies sake. This is the female essence, hating yourself into a corner until you come back and reject it all. I am nothing if not a wounded child.

36 chronologically taken photographs of a fat, naked body. revealing right side profile, front profile, and back profile
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Docile Department Store Bodies

     When I find myself in need (or want) of new clothes, I often find myself in thrift stores. Early in my transition, this was where I shopped. As soon as I could drive, I would make my way to the local Goodwill and buy a $4 oversized rugby shirt. It was low stakes, high reward. I did not have to drop $20 every time I was curious if I might like to wear something, especially since I was still figuring out my style and tended to wear something for a week before burying it in my closet.

     Now in my life, I can comfortably buy brand new clothing from target, but I rarely do. Something about thrift stores is so inviting and comfortable, and on the contrary, something about department stores has such Bad Vibes. Foucault kind of helped me understand why.

     Discipline is written all over department stores. Everything is in its place, to a meticulous extent – clothes folded or hanging from hangers in neat rows, sleek monochrome mannequins with ironed outfits, identical products stacked in rows of tens. The bodies of the employees have to work on their feet, constantly scanning to see if anything needs to be refolded or if they can smile for a customer or answer a question. The clothes themselves are even surveilling the customers, with tags that will sound an alarm if one step is taken outside of the store with them. I think the worst part for me in department stores is how much power I can feel being taken from me when I look at the options of clothes I can buy. The ultimate reduction of individuality is a stack of the same exact shirt in any size. 

     Alternatively, the relaxing, comforting feeling of walking into a thrift store is unmatched. There are so many ways thrift stores subvert discipline and control. Thrift stores defy the intended life cycle of a piece of clothing or product. Our society wants us to buy new, use, and buy new again, and by ignoring this rule, we can escape a kind of control. Further, thrift stores neglect little details – there is imprecision everywhere! Stains on clothing, clothing you can tell has been worn for a lifetime, clothing that has been out of style for at least 20 years, differently gendered and sized clothing all mixed up together. The maximization of time and money is not evident, either. Employees take their time checking out customers, sometimes impressively slow, and products are usually less than $5! Even considering all of these glories, my favorite thing about thrift stores is the community it takes to curate what is inside. Anyone can contribute to what a thrift store/consignment shop sells, effortlessly ignoring trends in society, providing a vast array of options, and encouraging people to listen to their own desires.

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Cultural/political defining a body

Black Lives Matter t-shirt.

There are so many different factors that go into consideration when trying to understand our bodies. After talking in class and talking about how others are seeing your body and creating this sense of meaning that they give you. I had never thought about how others may see my outfits as a political or cultural statement, when really it is just the first thing I found in the morning to wear. I can also understand how we dress to make a statement. Today we can see how political movements are expressed through clothing. For example, it was common to see people wearing a shirt that said “BLM” or even a shirt that would support Trump or Biden at the time of elections. The purpose behind saying that is to think that some people may try to pass a cultural or political message through clothing but sometimes people are not trying but a message about how you dress will be created by people who see you in passing. Talking about what shapes our understanding of bodies like fashion and beauty. We may see certain fashion and beauty standards that we feel we must follow the trends, but they do not represent who we think we are. There are beauty trends to do full faces of makeup and understanding that not everyone wants to fit the standards. We see other things like religion trying to persuade us how you should dress and act. You can see religion as shaping what you wear or being judged if you do not. I personally dress for what environment I will be in, whether it is hot or cold. I do not take into effect how people may read my body based off what I wear when I am not dressing for them. 

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Justice for Disabilities

Disability justice movements are social justice movements that seek to challenge and dismantle ableism. Ableism is the discrimination and oppression of people with disabilities. Disability justice advocates argue that ableism perpetuates harmful stereotypes and barriers that prevent people with disabilities from fully participating in society.

Disability justice movements often work towards a wide range of goals, including increasing accessibility and inclusion, challenging stigma against disabilities, and promoting the rights and autonomy of people with disabilities. This can involve advocating for policies that support the independence of people with disabilities, such as accessible housing, public transportation, and employment options. For example, The Americans with Disabilities Act fights for prohibiting discrimination against people with disabilities in all public and private spaces.

There are many organizations and initiatives that work towards disability justice, including disability rights groups, disability justice collectives, and disability-led organizations. These groups often participate in and organize community activities, including advocacy and educating the general public. Another big group is the Disability Justice Initiative who fight for rights of disabled people of color so that they can participate in America’s economy and democracy.

However, sometimes people find it hard to join in activism activities because it requires a lot of time, energy and resources, or some people just aren’t outgoing enough, or because they experience public humiliation when others misinterpret the cause, and many more reasons. There are many other ways to support the disability activism without actively going to organized events though. You could share and boost articles about advocating for disabilities on social media. You could be more open to discuss disability activism in casual conversations, (of course at an appropriate time). You could vote for laws and policies that support accessibility and inclusion. This particular action is very impactful because it emphasizes it as a national issue.

Whether it is just liking a post about disability justice movements or actively joining a community activists’ event, any amount of recognition for intersections of disability work towards creating a more equitable and just world.

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Ways to support Mental Health

Why mental health is important - Alivio Medical Center

Mental health refers to a person’s overall psychological well-being, including their social, emotional, and cognitive functioning. Good mental health is essential for living a happy, healthy, and fulfilling life. It allows us to cope with the challenges of daily life, work productively, and make meaningful contributions to our communities.

There are many different ways to support and improve mental health. One important aspect is seeking professional help when needed. This can include seeing a therapist or counselor, or in some cases, taking medication prescribed by a doctor. Therapy can be a great way to address mental health issues, as it provides a safe and supportive space for individuals to explore their thoughts and feelings and learn coping strategies.

Another important aspect of supporting mental health is creating a supportive and understanding environment. This can involve educating oneself and others about mental health, addressing stigma and discrimination, and creating a culture of openness and acceptance. It can also involve providing physical accommodations and support, such as flexible work schedules or mental health resources, to ensure that individuals have the resources they need to thrive.

In addition to seeking professional help, there are also many self-care practices that can support mental health. These can include getting enough sleep, exercising regularly, eating a healthy diet, and practicing relaxation techniques such as meditation or deep breathing. It can also be helpful to engage in activities that bring joy and meaning, such as hobbies or volunteering.

In conclusion, mental health is a critical aspect of overall well-being and is essential for living a fulfilling and meaningful life. By seeking professional help when needed, practicing self-care, and creating a supportive environment, we can all work towards improving our mental health and the mental health of those around us.