Saaghi here. Its hard to follow after Maz/Jimmy Vestvood, but I’m going to try.
I worked an 18 hour day yesterday, and so tonight, I came home and got high. Loner stoner is not my usual thing- actually never–but Ive discovered a new level stress thanks to my job. Its even giving me bad dreams, like last night–
I had a nightmare that my Persian Dad found out that I write for Sex& Fessenjoon. And he wouldn’t speak to me, even as I pleaded while balling me eyes out.
I woke up feeling just as sad as I was in my dream, but confused why it affected me so much?
For me, #SEXANDFESSENJOON is all about thinking twice about all that you’ve always been told is wrong, or zesht (dirty, looked down on, ugly, etc). And partially,
its about defending my right to get high in my underwear, by myself, after work–as a Persian girl.
Or my right to have sex outside of a relationship.
Or even my right to be INAPPROPRIATE.
Cause lets be real, there are too many fucking rules.