Early last year, I buried a sense of betrayal and moved on, away from the drama. Until I heard other women’s stories of disrespect and bullying, by the same guy. Screw it, I got courage.read more
There is no good reason not to wake up from this lying nightmare now and stand up tall.read more
When I look around hoping to see freedom, I see survival and maybe content. It bothers me because it screams of emotional poverty. And I know it’s conditioned because everybody is born with bright eyes.read more
Something I will never forget: Me, in the back of an immigration van, handcuffed to two young Chinese girls who are crying at the top of their lungs, scared even more than I am. No English.read more
So I stand there and feel like I want to go back to my planet.read more
Genuine respect for women will only come from healing; without healing, we are reduced to algorithms. Sadly, algorithmic solutions tend to hurt innocent people and are too easy to hijack.read more
Tessa is a strongly opinionated singer and musician living in New York. Her background is in classical piano, linguistics, computers, ethnomusicology, and Tibetan studies. She fronts Tessa Makes Love.
Robots are on her shit list, and this blog is about not taking shit from the machine.