Welcome to the Rusty Feminist

My name is Mary Sophia, my mother's name was Sophia Mary tho I never really met her.  She died just about when I turned three years old.  Her mother's name was Mary.  I was born in 1953.


I came of age in the 70's and had sex for the first time when I was 18 years old.  I thought I was modern, a woman of a new generation, empowered and with all the options that this new age of freedom and birth control provided.  What I did not know is how easily I would fall into the grip of convention and eventually surrender my Self to an unhealthy partnership.  Looking back I can see how rigorous a challenge it is for all women to claim their stake in the historical progress of equal rights wherever they landed in the historical continuum.


This blog is an expression of how slowly things really change and how difficult change is.   In the process of understanding the death of my marriage of 33 years I have looked under every rock and attempted to unravel the confusion of my mind. I have been tyring to understand my belief systems, my motivations and my responses for many years. Along the road I had made discoveries and had lots of set backs, like you. 


I blog about Verbal and Emotional Abuse and what lies beneath these behaviors.  When I find reliable or scholarly information about Addictions and social issues like Pornography I post what I think are the most important links and authors on the subject. Here you'll find my story and the tools I've used in my struggle, like Detachment and EMDR.  To understand my life I have learned about Narcissism and the concepts of Jungian Analysis.  All of this I see in the context of Feminism and my own experience. Finally I blog about healing and moving toward my Authentic Self.


Perhaps you are a Rusty Feminist or maybe you know a woman who has lost a part of her Self along the way.  This blog is dedicated to you.  It is my wish that you will find a bit of understanding and hope here on this blog.  I'm so glad you found me.