My name is Belinda.
I'm a 6'1", ginger, (corporeal) feminist, vegan social science undergrad residing in Adelaide, Australia.
I'm fond of food, animals, and angry girl music of the indie rock persuasion (amongst other things). I have fibromyalgia (a chronic pain/fatigue illness) and I blog about that a lot.
The other day one of my tutors told me after class that my critical analysis is “fucking excellent”, and that while I may not have the confidence I have “the brains”. It was nice to hear, but it was also sort of uncomfortable. I felt a bit like a fraud. I smiled, but I could feel the praise skim right over me, kind of like oil on water. It was unsatisfying almost as soon as it felt good. I could only bring myself to tell one person.
And today one of my lecturers invited me to attend an informal get-together of gender academics, where they discuss research/ideas etc. Most have doctorates or are current candidates for doctorates. So that is nice too. But I don’t feel nice.
Bae just found out that he scored in the top 1 percentile of the people who completed the STAT test for uni entry. He dropped out of school at fourteen. Im so proud!!
“Series of illustrations for a zine inspired on thoughts that come to my mind, most of the times out of nowhere or for no particular reason, on a daily basis.”
Rachel Denti is a graphic designer originally from Brazil, but currently residing in Den Haag, Netherlands. She is focused on graphic design, illustration, painting and drawing.