I must say that your grad pics are amazing! I also love that you put in place annoying most-likely-cis-straight-bros who try to compliment you while tearing down other women/other women in science. I am not in STEM myself (doing the social work/public health thing), and I had to push myself to do epidemiology as a public health concentration because I was scared of my math abilities, due to internalized sexism. So seeing u rock and take names is amazing/inspiring! I hope you have a great day!
I was fortunate enough to attend a university where most of my fellow students (and even, amazingly, a majority of my STEM professors!!) were women. I can’t tell you how important that was–it fostered an extremely positive learning environment and taught us how important it is to reach our full potential despite internalized sexism.
I will never, ever be spoken down to by a man. I’m intelligent, capable, and fiercely confident both academically and in terms of physical aptitude and I will not be treated in a way that suggests I am not worthy of the respect granted to a man in my position.
This is something I occasionally take too far, but I’d rather be unpopular than allow myself to be openly and unapologetically disrespected in academia or the workplace. Or anywhere, really! I understand that not everyone has this privilege, so I do my best to exercise mine in a way that benefits others who are not able. I’m really glad you decided to pursue your chosen path and were able to overcome internalized sexism because that’s huge and it can be so difficult in academia!
He places his chin on her shoulder, positioning himself more comfortably as he ponders on something. The evening is calm, maybe a bit chilly, but that's what they have each other for. He puts his arm around her midriff, his palm lazily resting against the couch. "How ... was it like? Growing up with your parents." His clan's death day was coming close.
Sinking back into Sasuke’s warmth is natural, settling in for a quiet night spent with him. She loves these nights, loves the warmth and emotion and growing intimacy that comes with it. Anything to help Sasuke grow more comfortable around her.
Conversation will usually flit in and out during these times. Sometimes, they’ll banter back and forth and others, they’ll sit in comforting silence. She knew something was going on in his head, could feel the gears turning as he thought in silence, but voicing that question came as a surprise. Sakura– Sakura had never thought he would want to know.
Her head fell back against his shoulder, cheek brushing against his as she thought it over. How to explain something like that? He had known his parents long enough to understand the love for them, but the bond built when she could stand on her own was something unknown.