Citati iz knjige „Sex Object“ autora Jessica Valenti

Recognizing suffering is not giving up and it’s not weak.
I started to ask myself: Who would I be if I didn’t live in a world that hated women? I’ve been unable to come up with a satisfactory answer, but I did realize that I’ve long been mourning this version of myself that never existed.
Who would I be if I didn’t live in a world that hated women?
I am not the only one who had a boyfriend who called me stupid
She had an inside and an outside now and suddenly she knew how not to mix them
Who would I be if I didn’t live in a world that hated women?
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I know I am living in the same world as everyone else but also feel, acutely, that I am living in a completely different one as well, all by myself.
It is now, with the memory lapses and blackouts, the visual tricks and nightmares, that I realize there has always been something wrong with me. That this was always in me, this ability to disconnect without much trouble. I know I am living in the same world as everyone else but also feel, acutely, that I am living in a completely different one as well, all by myself.
there is a difference between loving someone and having the ability to feel that love
The brain does strange things to protect us.
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I realize that I wasn’t alarmed by D’s first messages to me—the seemingly innocuous ones about a dress or a photo—because the primary way I am used to communicating with men is through some form of flirtation.
I’m crying because I am thirty-three years old and I can’t escape the feeling that men see that I am the kind of person for whom doing the right thing does not come easily.
The things you do in your twenties are just things you do. But as you approach thirty what you do starts to become who you are.
Cocaine is not a humble drug.
Being treated nicely felt wrong somehow, as if we were acting out what a relationship should be rather than being in it. For men who hate women, an admission like this one is proof that see, women want a guy who treats them like shit but that’s not true either. What is closer to the truth is that when confronted with the love you deserve, it is easier to mock it than accept it.
Being treated nicely felt wrong somehow, as if we were acting out what a relationship should be rather than being in it. For men who hate women, an admission like this one is proof that see, women want a guy who treats them like shit but that’s not true either. What is closer to the truth is that when confronted with the love you deserve, it is easier to mock it than accept it. Especially when everything else you have experienced of love and connection is based on something more like control or disdain.
After we’re as high as we want to be we go to Tom’s diner on the corner of 112th Street and Broadway and order fries and mozzarella sticks.
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