In The '90s, People Wore Scrunchies, But

So Many Women Have Experienced Horrific Forms Of Male Violence Throughout Their Lives, And Why Isn't There A Song About How You Get Depressed Because Of It? And You Don't Know What To Do, And You Don't Know How To Talk To Your Friends And How Weird It Is To Be A Feminist In That Situation, Where There's Sort Of The Expectation That You're Super-strong Superwoman But You're Just, Like, Eating Pizza In Your House Avoiding Talking About It.

I Hate The Attitude Of, 'oh We Already Have A Lydia Lunch, So We Do We Need A Bikini Kill.' Well, There's Like 2 Hundered Million All-male Bands Writting 'baby Baby I Love You, Let Me Drag You Around On My Ankle.' Is That Enough Already? Duh!

Find Something That Makes You Happy, Like Looking At Beautiful Pictures, Or, If You're Able, Listening To Beautiful Music, Or Sitting By The Window And Looking Outside - Small Things Like That Can Be Absolutely Huge.

I'm Just Working And Having A Good Time And Seeing What Develops, Which Is So Awesome, Because You Don't Know What's Going To Happen, And I'm Letting Myself Do That A Lot More Than I Ever Have.

I Am Not Lyme Disease, That's Not Who I Am, I'm Still A Feminist Artist, But This Is A Part Of My Story Too, And I'm Not Going To Keep It Out To Look Cooler.