This body is a battlefield
I hate being a woman. For the first time in my life I have actually realised this hatred of being female. Actually, it's shame... not hatred. And for the most part. I feel ashamed to be a woman because of men.
I cannot walk down the street at any time of day without being accosted by some kind of adult male. I cant catch a bus from my house to my boyfriends house without some stranger trying to pick me up or impress me. Or someopne pulling over in their car and offer to take me to my destination. Do I look like I want to talk to you when I have earphones in and my face buried in a book?
I cant go for brisk walk to get some excersise (dressed in excersise clothes) at 6:30pm because a man in a car will pull over to the side of the road and offer me 'a ride'.
I cant go to work without male customers leering down my shirt, or dirty old pervs asking me to lunch or to come on holidays with them.
I cant go out for a drink with my friends or with my partner without being hit on by someone with viomit on their shoes, or followed, or grabbed.
I cant do my weekly shopping without a car load of guys yelling obscenities at me.
I cant be free to do things which should naturally be my right, like take a walk, without being accused of being ignorant or silly.
I cant leave the house in a freaking tracksuit and be left alone.
I cant live one day without being tied to my gender and reminded of how it 'defines me'.
I hate this body and all it represents. I hate the oppression imposed upon it.
and people think I'm lucky...
I cannot walk down the street at any time of day without being accosted by some kind of adult male. I cant catch a bus from my house to my boyfriends house without some stranger trying to pick me up or impress me. Or someopne pulling over in their car and offer to take me to my destination. Do I look like I want to talk to you when I have earphones in and my face buried in a book?
I cant go for brisk walk to get some excersise (dressed in excersise clothes) at 6:30pm because a man in a car will pull over to the side of the road and offer me 'a ride'.
I cant go to work without male customers leering down my shirt, or dirty old pervs asking me to lunch or to come on holidays with them.
I cant go out for a drink with my friends or with my partner without being hit on by someone with viomit on their shoes, or followed, or grabbed.
I cant do my weekly shopping without a car load of guys yelling obscenities at me.
I cant be free to do things which should naturally be my right, like take a walk, without being accused of being ignorant or silly.
I cant leave the house in a freaking tracksuit and be left alone.
I cant live one day without being tied to my gender and reminded of how it 'defines me'.
I hate this body and all it represents. I hate the oppression imposed upon it.
and people think I'm lucky...