The Curbside Prophet

My name is Alyssa Mae.

I am a mid-twenties avid intersectional feminist, advocate, fighter, counselor, and friend. I will be graduating from Bucknell University in May with degrees in Psychology and Women’s & Gender Studies. I work with survivors of sexual assault and other trauma, and I fix computers for a living.

I often blog about what it is like to live at the intersections of a few different mental illnesses, queerness, and sexuality, along with posts about sexism, racism, rape culture, and LGBT rights. There is a trigger warning for these on my entire blog. You will see posts about depression, eating disorders, PTSD, panic disorder, and fat activism. This has been my safe space for four years now, and I reserve the right to ask you to leave it if necessary.

Welcome to my life.





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Posts tagged "diane"
This is a trash bag. Of trash.
Diane
Don’t make me whip you with my pants again.

Diane.

“Wait…are those Old Navy?”

-Carina

No I don’t have BOXES. What do I look like, a BOX FAIRY?
Diane
  • Me: I'm sure we could find you something salty if you really wanted it, Diane.
  • Heather: coughSEMEN.
  • Diane: Do you even know what that TASTES like!?
  • Heather: Nugget & I are in sync.
  • Diane: I'm Backstreet Boys.

Clearly the Golden Gate Bridge is a yellow dinosaur.

I don’t know what he wanted in the essay, but I wrote a lot and then I stopped.
Diane
  • Carina: I fucking hate this.
  • Diane: I don't care.
  • Carina: Shut up!
  • Me: What is it?
  • Carina: My freecell game.
  • Me: I hate it too.
  • Carina: Thank you for supporting me in this tough time in my life.

I’ll be transcribing them from the margins of my Psych of Women textbook. They’re amazing.

  • friend: 10 people have asked to be my valentine
  • me: sometimes i meow at cats and they meow back
  • This is my roommate.