When my supervisor — the glorious founder of Everyday Feminism, Sandra Kim — mentioned in an editorial team meeting that she wanted to see more articles addressing specific questions that folks have around the various topics that we cover, I derailed the entire conversation in my excitement. And I mean, I get this question a lot — probably more than any other sexuality-related question that I get on Tumblr. And I think that understanding ourselves — which includes our bodies, in all of their glorious complexities — is a necessary part of feminism. Because our feminist revolution, I think, starts with our relationships with ourselves. One of my least favorite parts about being a sexuality scholar is how often I learn about the ways in which Western medicine — as an extension of society — is oppressive in the name of science. Further, it was established that calling women dysfunctional — or, essentially broken — for working differently from men is—um—blatantly oppressive. And only us? That we must have an arousal disorder?


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