Thursday, December 18, 2014

Being woman

Pluck your eyebrows, wear make-up, don't wear that color, don't wear those shoes, put on a bra,  wear glasses it makes you look better, you'd be so pretty if you'd lose weight.... 

The comments about what I should and should not do with my body is endless. Well meaning sentiments by other women that think they are helping me are only tearing me down. Bit by bit, little chink here and a big chunk there. 

Then come the men. Oh, the men! They think they own you. You are property. An extension, a rib piece, of themselves. So indoctrinated in this belief that they can't even see it when they do or say something. They, not all but big majority, are clueless. 

Add this on to the fact that society as a whole are ok with the misogynic behavior. Much of it they don't see as being that. It's traditional behaviors that are so ingrained it's considered normal. 

It's exhausting being a woman. Men send you pictures of their dicks, get mad when you say you're not interested, women cut you down to the bone with a helpful unsolicited suggestion. You get paid less, you work more, you have to prove your worth, you have to bear the brunt of raising the children alone or mostly alone.... Then we are expected to open our legs and let men take our souls and use it for their pleasure with no regard about how we feel. 

All the while you do this with quiet rebelling. You refuse sex even though you are horny, you refuse to clean, make dinner, and sign many petitions in your favor to change laws that are against you. You raise boys to think differently. It has to get better, right?