Fuck Hiding Your Femininity In Stem. Your Sharp Eyeliner Is A Taste Of How Steady Your Hands Are In Lab.

i blog for girls who are plagued by loneliness despite being overall well liked

mfs say “i’m fine” then detach themselves from everyone in their lives for weeks. that’s me, i’m mfs

You don’t have to justify your existence. You don’t have to make yourself skilled or clever or funny in order to validate your presence in this world. You don’t have to turn your feelings and experiences into art or witticisms for them to matter. You matter just as you are.

I am indeed a woman in STEM

Women in STEM (Smut, Trauma, Enemies to lovers, Masquerade balls)

Oooooh I'd like to add some—

Crinkled shirts

Eye bags or red eyes

Chapped or bitten lips (?)

papers, EVERYWHERE!

But a clean desk. I said DESK, let's not talk about the room

Cold hands

No concept of time or whatsoever while studying

Internally going FERALLLLL while keeping a straight face.

"I study better at night"

Screaming into the void

things that somehow scream physicist:

some weird mixture of dark academia chique and i-found-this-in-a-dumpster fashion

being a cat person!!!

black coffee

black ballpoint pens

messy folders

whiskey??

high alcohol tolerance

having a god- and inferiority- complex at the same time

being bad at pure math?

being queer always finds it's way into the mix

daddy issues

not letting go of certain pieces of clothing

also being creative

being a daydreamer and a realist

(lots of specifics about being a female physicist)

feel free to add your own!!

Dear scientists,

Please, for the love of God, please, make your papers more understandable.

Fuck you

Sincerely,

A college student on the verge of tears

I hate how the booktokification of the “unhinged woman” genre has completely reduced the concept of female rage to just “girlboss” without taking seriously how important it is to unequivocally portray female rage.

Throughout the history of literature, we’ve been given countless instances of women in despair and in sadness but save for a few writers (take Euripides, for example), we’ve rarely ever been given angry women who aren’t the villains or the foil for the perfect poised passive princess. Female rage has constantly been subdued and erased or warped into “she’s just batshit crazy” in pretty much every society.

And now that publishing and media marketing has reduced women showing rage in books to the “white hypersexual girlboss with a knife”, instead of uplifting the way women are allowed to have more dimension and sympathy in their visible anger than ever in literature, the media still isn’t taking this subgenre seriously.

the feminine urge to kill

but who cares? it's just us

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