Melisa Ergin

The Harry Potter actress posted this photo to Facebook on Monday with the caption: “I’ve been hiding copies of Mom & Me & Mom for Books on the Underground on the tube today! See if you can find one tomorrow! #OurSharedSelf”

Thousands of protestors have been challenging the construction of the Dakota Access Pipeline for months. The pipeline would stretch from North Dakota to Illinois and the opposition against the pipeline is being held by many protestors, including the Standing Rock Sioux tribe.

Are you thinking about dressing up like an “Native American Princess” for Halloween this year? Or wearing blackface to be a “Zulu Warrior”? (I wish I was kidding) Or what about dressing like a “Mexican Mariachi player” or wearing a kimono to dress like a sexy “geisha”? Please don’t. These are not costumes. They are cultures and identities.

You will be a story I tell my daughter someday when she comes home crying with a broken heart. I’ll tell her of a boy I once knew. Of a boy I once loved. I’ll hold her as she whispers the same words that dripped from my own mouth many years before. I’ll listen as she tells me about a boy a lot like you, a boy who promised her the world and then walked away.

If being obsessed with Gilmore Girls is wrong, I don’t want to be right.

We cannot continue to read stories like this in the media. We cannot continue dismissing these stories because “things like that don’t happen here.” They do. They happen every day, and they happen everywhere.

The One You Think You Can Change.

When I think of New York, I’ll remember being in love.

Stop compromising when it comes to love. Don’t settle for less because you’re scared of what’s out there. Don’t accept a love that is less than what you deserve because you’re afraid you won’t find the one that you do.

Basically, if only women voted, Hillary Clinton would win, and if only men voted, Donald Trump would win. This says a lot about the supposed “great” relationship Trump claims to have with the women in his country.

“Every girl, no matter where she is born, should be able to express her views, live free of violence and discrimination, and have a fair chance to reach her full potential.” — Michelle Bachelet, Executive Director, UN Women

Please don’t call me when you need a shoulder to cry on; my shoulder is not yours anymore.

On Monday October 3rd, up to 100,000 women took the day off work and school and dressed in all black to take part in a pro-choice march that organizers called “Black Monday.”

One day you will want to remember the sound of my voice but I will have happily forgotten yours.

“the woman is rain,
and when she falls,
she is a monsoon.

to love her is to drown.”

We thought our love song would play forever. But somewhere along the line, the lyrics lost their meaning and the song changed.

Stop remembering them as the hero you created in your mind. Remember them as the one who broke your heart.

Shouldn’t our automatic response as a society be to commend and praise the young woman for defending herself against a predator? Shouldn’t the headlines say more about how a random man grabbed her and how THIS behaviour is unacceptable?