As we began planning a wedding and a life together, we kept coming back what to do about our last names.
“The Thaw” claims that public schools persecute Christian students.
Are feminists losing sight of how humor can oppress in a rush to be seen as funny?
Having people see you the way you want to be seen – the way you see yourself – is a privilege. Without it, every day is a battle to have your identity validated, a battle against erasure and for self-determination.
The power of my own quest for authenticity may be my greatest lesson to impart as a parent.
I had grown into my name, and it suited me. Trust, however, that had I found a better name along the way, I would have snapped it up in a heartbeat, and to hell with anyone who judged me for doing so.
I’m attached to my name because of the stories that come with it and because of the perspective they’ve given me on the world.
If there’s a single name that feels the least “real,” the most connected to social structures, cis-het-patriarchy and its assumptions, it’s the one I was given at birth.
While we’re demanding that women be treated equitably in this society, we’re saying that it’s up to women — still — to make the “proper” choice, like not taking their husbands’ names, to legitimize feminism.