It’s 2am and I’ve somehow written a 12 minute essay about @ladygaga, parasocial relationships, queerness, performance, intersex shame, identity construction, celebrity culture, and the psychological function of pop music.
Which I realise sounds deeply unwell.
It’s about growing up alongside Gaga rather than “knowing” her. About what art can do when it becomes part of the architecture of your becoming. About performance, survival, and why strange people often find each other through symbolism before language.
https://t.co/RXo01H4pm7
Every brand wants to be a therapy session, social movement, prestige drama, and moral authority all at once. Meanwhile, the product itself is often buried underneath the performance.
https://t.co/RGiKYumy3Q
I wrote this essay as a reflective long read on loneliness, projection, hyper-independence, and the uncomfortable reality that many of us are trying to balance the fear of being “too much” with the fear of never being enough at all. https://t.co/JIgZYVI8h5
We spend a lot of our lives being “sorted” by ideas of sex and gender. My essay is not a hot take or a manifesto. It is my experience that gender is a chaotic, multi-layered mess. And how embodiment still matters even when identity shifts. https://t.co/6LsFVUa3EY
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One of the ideas I explore is the “gender see saw”.
In many queer relationships, when one person leans into softness or campness, the other quietly stiffens into “the man”.
No one agrees to it. It just happens in the space between you.