The ANU women department's intersectional feminist Magazine

Memoir

Bossy
1–2 minutes
  • Defining Bi

    Defining Bi

    I identify as bisexual and queer. No, I am not confused. Read more

  • Butter Beans, Best Friends, and Big Noses

    Butter Beans, Best Friends, and Big Noses

    A funhouse mirror distorts your perception until you can no longer distinguish fact from fiction. Adulthood is realising that this perverted reflection had been the truth all along.  Read more

  • Of Rusted Bikes and the Dildo Under the Bed

    Of Rusted Bikes and the Dildo Under the Bed

    I have suffered from depression from such a young age that it feels more like a character trait than a mental illness. The depression runs deep in me; I feel it in my chest and in my hands before I feel the mental effects. It’s monotonous, annoying, frustrating, and tiresome. Read more

  • Exploring the Chasm Made by the Intimate Stranger

    Exploring the Chasm Made by the Intimate Stranger

    I learnt that the threshold of adulthood is arbitrary. Time has a funny way of moving on, and on, and on—then one day you’re old and you don’t look like how you used to look. There’s no one point where the enlightenment finally hits you. Read more

  • Reflections of a Would-Be Runaway

    Reflections of a Would-Be Runaway

    Growing up, children dabble in a variety of hobbies. Some try their hand at tennis or soccer. Others love their dancing classes, are always glued to a book, or spend every minute of their spare time drawing. My favourite thing to do was run away. Read more

  • Letters to my Inner Monstrosity

    Letters to my Inner Monstrosity

    Dear Eugenie,  I think it’s time for me to introduce myself. Seeing as you’re about to enter school for the first time, we were going to become acquainted soon, anyway. Read more

  • Bloodstone

    Bloodstone

    But detachment only gets you so far. It turns out that I am not just a mind, nor my body just a machine. Read more

  • To Be Well

    To Be Well

    What the hell does that even mean? When someone asks you, “are you well?” they’re expecting you to say, “yes!”  because they assume that wellness equates to health; but it doesn’t. Read more

  • Creating My Own Rules: Breaking Cultural Stereotypes

    Creating My Own Rules: Breaking Cultural Stereotypes

    I am from that part of the world where it is not safe for women to go out after 10 PM in the night. I am from that part of the world where women are expected to prioritise building their family and home over their career and education. Read more

  • My Life After Death

    My Life After Death

    I find myself, after deep (deep) introspection, able to isolate my consciousness from my physical body, and able to understand there is much more waiting beyond the bounds of life and death. Read more