Honestly, I don't know why you would read this blog. I am not entirely sure why I am writing this blog. But I think there is something important about sharing journeys into self. Especially for young, professional woman, who don't feel comfortable in any of the boxes set up for us to.
I am a public interest attorney. I also have a PhD. I have dedicated my career to assisting the communities I work with as a professional, stoic, monogamous, workaholic lawyer and wannabe academic. I got married. I faced infidelity. And I walked down the aisle with a smile. I am the Hilary Clinton feminist archetype that we are all apparently supposed to look up to now. But I hate her.
Because I also feel immensely and express unabashedly. I fuck up all the time. And honestly, I question the value of this system and my part in it. Mostly though, I question my role as a woman. I wonder how it effects the type of work that I do (or don't do) and how I present any of this to the world. The reality is, I love art, and fashion, and ideas, and sex, and experiments, and emotions--even pain. I don't know what I want to do for the rest of my life, or if what I am doing now is working towards anything akin to justice, or even something good.
But, in my life and through my travels, I remain infinitely enamored by people and spaces; as you likely do too. Sometimes seeking beauty, sometimes seeking passion or nothing at all; I fall in and out of love with the relationships I keep in the workplace and the world. That's what I want to share here. So, if you do read this blog, I can only hope you feel one idea, one flicker of anything, that helps you fall in and out of love with something. Or maybe just more comfortably in love with yourself. That's it. Just you.