Category: herstory

  • I was floored when I read his text. At first, I thought it was encouragement. But the more I read it, the more I realized—it wasn’t support at all. It was a perfectly polished example of how women are silenced every single day, often by the people closest to us. Here’s what he wrote: Your…

  • The Shocking Truth About Period Products Introduction: The Untold Story Every month, millions of women reach for the same trusted brands of pads and tampons that line store shelves in pastel-colored boxes. They’re marketed as clean, sterile, and safe. But behind the polished ads lies a truth no one wants to talk about: many of…

  • Genesis 3 is often taught as “The Fall of Man,” but a feminist reading tells a different story: it’s The Birth of Patriarchy. Eve didn’t commit a violent act. She didn’t betray anyone. Her “crime” was eating from the Tree of Knowledge — daring to learn something for herself. Why Knowledge Was Dangerous In every…

  • In the Bible, Genesis 2:7 tells us: Then the Lord God formed man from the dust of the ground… That’s right — according to scripture, the original man wasn’t sculpted from gold or silver. Not even marble. Just dust. And yet, for centuries, women have been told we were the afterthought — the “helpmeet” made…

  • I’ve realized religion set me up for toxic relationships long before I ever dated anyone. A “relationship with God” isn’t like any healthy human connection — it’s often one-sided, built on mystery instead of mutual understanding. In real relationships, trust grows through shared experiences, open communication, and consistent presence. But with God, you’re told to…

  • Genesis got it wrong. Women aren’t an afterthought — we are the origin story. Christian narratives often center Eve’s origin from Adam’s rib. But archaeology and history remind us: women were divine before this story even existed. Long before monotheistic religions rewrote the divine narrative, the divine feminine was the roots of power—birthgiver, creator, warrior,…

  • On my 16th birthday, my mother told me to meet her at the courthouse. I wasn’t going to school. I had run off again. I was “out of control,” she said—but the truth is, I was drowning. I had spent years living in a house where my stepdad was a raging, violent alcoholic. I’d seen…

  • I wasn’t made from a man’s rib. I was made in a womb, and I was raised under patriarchy. And now I wear the truth on my chest. https://evesappleofficial.etsy.com For as long as I can remember, the rules were written by men—and I was expected to follow them. I was coerced into marriage at just…