Indulging My Inner Hairy Feminist

Or: Lessons from the Month I “Let Myself Go”

Maya Strong
Nov 4 · 4 min read
Photo by Billie on Unsplash

During the last month, I let myself go. I stopped shaving; I stopped doing my hair; I stopped dressing up, adopting a uniform of t-shirts, hoodies, and sweatpants. I gained some weight and didn’t attempt to control where it was distributing.

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Maya Strong

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Intersectional feminist. Everyday activist. Out/proud enby queer. They/Them. For the rest of the story, read my words. Say hi at mayastrong.writer@gmail.com 💜

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