making the choice

[topthemonkey]

For those of you who aren't aware, I identify as a feminist (click that link if you think feminist means angry radical unshaven dyke which, incidentally, I am but those aren't the same thing, really). This is one of my most important identities, one of the few labels I embrace with open arms. Another is "queer" but that's for another, if related, post.

Feminism has become like a religion to me. It infuses everything I do, even if my actions and/or words are not related to gender equality in some obvious way. It's become such a part of myself.

I struggled for years to reconcile my submissive desires and my feminism. I'm hardly the only person who has been in this position. Was this just an internalized expression of the patriarchy? Was I fetishizing it to make it more palatable?

Suddenly, thinking about all this, I'm really drained. I don't have the energy to go into all my complex self-loathing and shit that's wrapped up with this.

So here: feminism is about choice. I'm making this choice. That's really what it comes down to.

Other feminist bdsm blogs that I recommend include:

let them eat pro-SM feminist safe spaces; Subversive Submissive; The Femmeinist Fucktoy