Fuhk Your Way
When I moved to Colombia, South America to begin a life with a man I’d been dating for several years, I had high hopes for a beautiful future. Less than a year later, when his best friend answered his phone, drunk and ranting about the fact that my boyfriend had been sleeping with his daughter, my hopes shattered like a delicate glass vase flung from an 8th floor balcony.
However, that experience also made space for me to tell the whole damn world to fuhk off. And that changed everything.
Part memoir, part social commentary, this irreverent and comedic narrative tells the brutally hilarious tales of all my failed relationships and highlights the many ways that women are taught to give up their power. You’ll hear about the time a man I was dating asked if he could donate his skin (to re-cover my long-healed scars, I guess?), the time I was accosted by a handicapped elderly gent from the driver’s seat of his modified van, and the time the guy I was dating and I got pulled over before he’d had a chance to pull his pants back up - among many other ridiculous and positively humiliating stories.
But I’m not sharing these stories just to make you laugh - although I genuinely hope you do. I share them because I want us all to have the kind of liberation that comes with having your ego entirely stripped away so you can be seen (and loved) for who you really are. I share them because I want us all to be able to throw up our middle fingers to the systems of dominance and oppression inflicted on us by arbitrary societal rules - and live utterly joyful and liberated lives. With men, if we want to.
When I moved to Colombia, South America to begin a life with a man I’d been dating for several years, I had high hopes for a beautiful future. Less than a year later, when his best friend answered his phone, drunk and ranting about the fact that my boyfriend had been sleeping with his daughter, my hopes shattered like a delicate glass vase flung from an 8th floor balcony.
However, that experience also made space for me to tell the whole damn world to fuhk off. And that changed everything.
Part memoir, part social commentary, this irreverent and comedic narrative tells the brutally hilarious tales of all my failed relationships and highlights the many ways that women are taught to give up their power. You’ll hear about the time a man I was dating asked if he could donate his skin (to re-cover my long-healed scars, I guess?), the time I was accosted by a handicapped elderly gent from the driver’s seat of his modified van, and the time the guy I was dating and I got pulled over before he’d had a chance to pull his pants back up - among many other ridiculous and positively humiliating stories.
But I’m not sharing these stories just to make you laugh - although I genuinely hope you do. I share them because I want us all to have the kind of liberation that comes with having your ego entirely stripped away so you can be seen (and loved) for who you really are. I share them because I want us all to be able to throw up our middle fingers to the systems of dominance and oppression inflicted on us by arbitrary societal rules - and live utterly joyful and liberated lives. With men, if we want to.
When I moved to Colombia, South America to begin a life with a man I’d been dating for several years, I had high hopes for a beautiful future. Less than a year later, when his best friend answered his phone, drunk and ranting about the fact that my boyfriend had been sleeping with his daughter, my hopes shattered like a delicate glass vase flung from an 8th floor balcony.
However, that experience also made space for me to tell the whole damn world to fuhk off. And that changed everything.
Part memoir, part social commentary, this irreverent and comedic narrative tells the brutally hilarious tales of all my failed relationships and highlights the many ways that women are taught to give up their power. You’ll hear about the time a man I was dating asked if he could donate his skin (to re-cover my long-healed scars, I guess?), the time I was accosted by a handicapped elderly gent from the driver’s seat of his modified van, and the time the guy I was dating and I got pulled over before he’d had a chance to pull his pants back up - among many other ridiculous and positively humiliating stories.
But I’m not sharing these stories just to make you laugh - although I genuinely hope you do. I share them because I want us all to have the kind of liberation that comes with having your ego entirely stripped away so you can be seen (and loved) for who you really are. I share them because I want us all to be able to throw up our middle fingers to the systems of dominance and oppression inflicted on us by arbitrary societal rules - and live utterly joyful and liberated lives. With men, if we want to.