Bitchstory- The Blog

There's a pattern that shows up again and again when you start digging into the history of invention: a woman solves a real problem, builds the thing, proves it works — and then a man shows up, takes the credit, and the record quietly rewrites itself around him. Sometimes it's theft. Sometimes it's just indifference until the idea becomes profitable. Either way, the woman disappears from the story she wrote. Here are four of them. Bette Nesmith Graham: She Painted Over Her Mistakes and Built a Fortune In 1951, Bette Nesmith Graham was a divorced single mother working as an executive secretary in Dallas, and she had a problem: the office had switched to electric typewriters, which used carbon-film ribbon that couldn't be erased. One typo meant retyping the entire page. Graham wasn't a great typist. She was, however, an artist who never got the chance to be one — and she noticed that sign painters downtown didn't scrape mistakes off storefront windows, they just p...

This past year has changed me. Not in the tidy, inspirational way people sometimes talk about transformation…as if healing is a thing you discover after a certain number of yoga classes and once you can do that one pose with the weird breathing, you suddenly reach the improved version of yourself. My journey has been messier than that, and I think most journeys are. My path has involved remembering, unlearning, grieving, questioning, rebuilding, and occasionally discovering that something I thought I had healed was simply waiting for me at a deeper level. But this year has also brought me back to a version of myself that feels better, despite all the chipped corners and broken pieces.  I have spent much of my life surviving. You probably aren’t shocked to read that, but I was very shocked to discover this truth!  Because I did not have a dramatic upbringing. My family of Aquariuses are decidedly anti-drama.  But I came into this hellscape…ahem…”world”… as very sensit...