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School Moms: Parent Activism, Partisan Politics, and the Battle for Public Education

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“It all boils down to instinct, good or bad. Artistic creation must be spontaneous. It comes from the heart; it has to pass through the brain; and still one needs the guts, and good old, indispensable technique, to bring it to the light of day. That, at least, is how I see the process, not that I have ever been able to pin it down very exactly in my own case. You hear a voice inside. You obey it, and produce whatever it told you to produce; and then you wait and see. And oh! The trouble you're in for.”

Artistic ProcessThe Voice
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“Toen ik heel, heel diep in mijn eetstoornis zat en geplaagd werd door een zware depressie, was mijn allergrootste angst om vermist te raken. Niet omdat ik bang was dat iemand met onzuivere intenties mij wat aan zou willen doen. Dat zou me werkelijk aan mijn reet roesten. Nee, mijn grootste angst was dat er vermissingsposters zouden worden verspreid, met daarop de tekst: 'Vermist: Charlotte Simons. Roepnaam Lotte. 17 jaar, groene ogen, lang, sluik zwart haar. 1,85m lang, lichaamsbouw: morbide obees.' Dat de rest van de wereld mijn eetgestoorde zelfbeeld eens en voor altijd zou bevestigen. Dat dat ‘verstoorde lichaamsbeeld’ dat ik in de spiegel zag, waarvan mensen in mijn omgeving me zo bewust hadden proberen te maken, eigenlijk gewoon realiteit bleek te zijn.”

Eating DisorderEdEetstoornisEetgestoordHoofdzakenMentale GezondheidPsychische Gezondheid
Book:Eetgestoord
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“You, Joelle, are fucking goddamn mind-blowingly beautiful. I have no idea how you don't see it. Those glasses that you think made you look nerdy? If they're nerdy, then nerdy is so incredibly hot. Because when you wear your glasses, you look smart and sexy. Your hair that you think is unruly and messy? It's not. It's wild. And wild is so fucking hot, I can't even begin to tell you." He presses his eyes shut and shakes his head, like he can barely contain the thought. "I can't take my eyes off it. Every time you brush past me and I feel your hair on my skin, I get goose bumps. And your skin is so soft that every time I've touched you, I've almost lost my damn mind. Like when you were on my lap kissing me, I honest to god thought I was going to pass out. I mean, did you not feel my boner against you? You felt so fucking good I could barely take it." My eyes are wide as I soak in every word he says. "When we started working in the same space together, I overheard you mention how big your ass is when you were joking with your mom and aunt. Why? Your ass is a fucking national treasure. Why do you think I spent so much time grabbing it while we were fooling around?" Against his palm, I let out a muffled "oh" sound. It's the sound I make when I've figured out an especially challenging crossword puzzle clue. These are some damn good points he's making. Shaking his head, he looks away for a split second, like he's so frustrated, so hell-bent on getting these words out that he needs a moment to collect himself. His eyes cut back to me. "Do you have any idea the way people look at you? Everywhere you go, people can't take their eyes off you. Nonstop. And you don't even notice it because you're too focused on others. Do you have any clue how sexy it is? Everyone else is so concerned with their image and what people think of them. But you don't give it a second thought. Even if you don't realize it, you come off so sure of yourself. It's the hottest thing ever.”

You Are BeautifulConfession Of LoveUnawareness Of The SelfSexy And Romantic
Book:The Boy With the Bookstore
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