Backlash!

Awhile back, a friend of mine posted this article, and I responded to it, and now I'm posting it here because I've continued to think about it afterward.  The article is entitled:

Men and women are not equal

Hmm...Nothing against the rest of his blog (which I haven't read), but this particular article is just...angrifying.  It's backlash against "feminism," which he doesn't want to be associated with. He argues that feminism doesn't mean "believing men and women are equal," but that every unsavory thing that various feminist movements have done have redefined the word.
The problem is that there is no one definition for a feminist, any more than there is any one definition for a Christian. A feminist believes that men and women should be equal, a Christian believes that Jesus died to save us from sin. Can there be a pro-life, stay-at-home-mom feminist?  Can there be a gay Christian?  Or one who honestly believes some people go to hell? Sure. It's a belief system, and in any such system, there are dissonant chords.  If the term "feminist" is too vague, the term "Christian" sure as heck is.

Oh, It's You Again...

I titled this post and started writing in ages ago, then never came back.  Here I am again, deleting what was and starting over.  Same topic.
I had kind of a relapse a bit ago with my depression.  It made a lot of sense, what with the newlywededness and the thesis writing and the work stress and so forth.  My psych increased my meds a bit, which scared me.  I don't want to have to keep increasing them, you know?  But she said that it was temporary, and that if my illness is exacerbated by stress (just like my eczema), there's no shame in boosting the meds for just a bit.  I suppose she's right, and I needed the pep talk.
The newlyweddedness is much more stressful than I'd thought it would be.  My mom and my friend Jenny warned me that the first 2 years of marriage are the worst, because while you're getting used to each other, you fight all the time.  I can understand that with my mom, she has a very strong personality, and clear notions of how things ought to be.
Our problem hasn't been that.  We haven't fought at all, yet.  I think the trouble is that I'm an introvert sharing a 500-sq ft house with another person (and 2 cats).  Husband's presence is never irritating to me, I never consciously want him to go away, but my body recharges by being alone.  Since I'm rarely alone now, I feel like I can never quite catch up, as it were.  Like everything that would have stressed me out this much now stresses me out THIS much, because it builds up.  I feel like I have no control, because there is no place in the house (besides my side of the bed) to be alone.