Adulting With Verta

You're probably wondering "Verta, why did you choose this topic for your blog?" Well, twice now in the past 4 months, I've been asked (BY WOMEN) if I'm pregnant.  The most recent time being this past weekend and the offender went so far to touch my belly when she asked (uggh). At least both of them followed up with "no offense!" *insert eyeroll* So, let me say it loud and clear, NO I AM NOT FUCKING PREGNANT ! If I was, I sure as shit wouldn't be standing outside of the bar smoking a cigarette. If I was, I definitely would have posted about it, that shit would be exciting! If I was, I'd be shouting that shit from the rooftops. Here's why it irks me so much though.  I've always had a bit of a body image issue.  When I was in my teen years, I had a boyish figure. I didn't have curves like the girls my age. No hips, no boobs, no curves whatsoever.  I actually spent quite a while buying pants in the kids sections because my hips didn

Sexual assault and domestic violence aren't easy subjects to talk about, even more so when the experiences are your own. In my mind, Dr. Ford is a god damned hero. Although we've been hearing so many stories of sexual assault, it was her testimony that resounded with me. I'd managed to push my own experiences with sexual assault and domestic violence so deep into the darkest corners of my mind, but not anymore. Her story brushed off the cobwebs and shone an uncomfortably bright spotlight on not just one, but all of the sexual assaults I've encountered. What really fucking triggers me is seeing my friends and FAMILY posting things in support of her abuser, criticizing and questioning the credibility of her testimony, and quite possibly the thing that triggers me the most...the fucking "NOT ALL MEN" posts. Like, we get it, Linda...you've been fortunate enough to have decent men in your life, but don't please, for the love of fuck, DO NOT belittle women