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This is part of a series that covers our personal paths into feminism and/or why feminism matters to us. If you’d like to write a blog post on your discovery of feminism, please drop us an email!

I didn’t realise I was a feminist until University. I didn’t suddenly become a feminist. Once I realised that feminism wasn’t as big and scary (dare I say brutish?) as I’d always thought, and that actually it was all about equality and social ideas, I realised I’d been a feminist all along. And once I’d looked in the mirror and declared aloud that I was a feminist, life went back to relative normality.

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We’re aware that it’s been a long time since we last posted. Unfortunately, this ain’t because inequality’s been solved and we’re all living in a feminist utopia.

There have been a lot of changes for various members of the Jar Belles recently. Changes of jobs, houses, cities, relationships, health. It’s all been a wee bit stressful, but we’re more settled now (for the most part) and can no longer ignore the headlines that have been crying out for our attention. Ched Evans, watch yourself.