Anyone who knows me, knows that I’m an ally, I’m a feminist, and I’m woke. That is why I’m shocked and appalled that I have been accused of gaslighting by the girl I’ve been seeing recently. It is downright insane. I’m not some frat bro at Keg Stand State University, I almost finished a master’s degree in ethnomusicology, OK? I don’t play these childish games, so it’s fucking crazy that this girl (who has barely finished her first year at art school, by the way) has accused me of doing so.
Fast forward to last night after the Bruckheimer show and now she’s really out of her mind. All of a sudden I’m a “cheater” and I’m a “misogynist.”
I went to the Women’s March, I donate to Planned Parenthood, I. Love. Women. Just because your friend thinks they saw me making out with the washboard player of a folk-punk band does not make it true!
Moreover, even if I was, what is wrong with that?
Listen, if you want to keep perpetuating antiquated institutions like monogamy, that is your prerogative. You are wrong and less evolved, but that’s your business, and I won’t judge you. Listen, will you just listen? I’m not trying to devalue your feelings. They never had any value in the first place. So, no. I’m not gaslighting you, you’re just crazy and all your friends are lying to you.
Article by Sam Rose @samcoryrose