The things I contemplate the most these days (apart from Mass Effect, money, and how long I can put off my homework) have to do with sexism, feminism, and communication.
I'm glad you're working on the caustic/bitter thing re: sexism. It was starting to show a lot on tumblr, and shit man, you make your friends worry about you.
I think the struggle as a woman in today's society is overcoming the bitterness, because it sucks to be put down upon your whole life. You're expected to do nothing and everything, and you're expected to do it with zero support for zero reward, and then you're expected to do it while having shaved legs. It's really easy to get pissed off and hurt and worse yet broken, but I think that's what the ugly parts of society wants from us. It's good to be vigilant imo, and it's always good to check yourself, but going in circles ain't furthering no cost, yeah? It's really hard, but I think really important, to prove everyone wrong and succeed at all costs, keep your head held high and such
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It takes a lot of personal confidence and security to accept criticism, and you seem to be in kinda an extreme flux like an early mid-life crisis right now, so I get why you'd want to stay clear of shitfests. But really, you have every right to be confident and secure in yourself. You're smart, pretty, educated, the only real thing you need to work besides self-confidence is communication skills, and hey, practice makes perfect, right?
You are a million times stronger than you give yourself credit for. You strength is the sum of your own good traits. It's got shit to do with what anybody--be it me, or your friends, or men, or women, or a retarded puppy--thinks of you. I swear, the moment you kick the thought not good enough to I'm pretty fucking awesome, the angriness and bitterness and exhaustion with dealing with all that bs will go away
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Haha. It's obviously all pretty crazy stuff. I don't usually like to refer to myself as a woman or a girl because I guess I always thought it was limiting to be one. I'd rather just be a person. The feelings that go with "woman" and "girl" don't always reflect how I feel, and neither do words like "man" or "boy". I imagine it's the same for a lot of people. It should be impossible for a person's identity to always reflect one side of a binary every day all the time. We really shouldn't have to pigeonhole how people feel based on whether we call them a man or a woman. But people will. I think I call myself a woman in these superlong essays because I'm trying to strip the word of its traditional meaning. I know enough about who I am and what I'm like to know that "woman" is not an adequate word for my identity. I figure if I keep using it it'll lose most of it's meaning to me and just turn into a kind of vague word which refers more to some kind of club that I happen to be in, rather than to a supposed summation of myself. I do this not
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I think the struggle as a woman in today's society is overcoming the bitterness, because it sucks to be put down upon your whole life. You're expected to do nothing and everything, and you're expected to do it with zero support for zero reward, and then you're expected to do it while having shaved legs. It's really easy to get pissed off and hurt and worse yet broken, but I think that's what the ugly parts of society wants from us. It's good to be vigilant imo, and it's always good to check yourself, but going in circles ain't furthering no cost, yeah? It's really hard, but I think really important, to prove everyone wrong and succeed at all costs, keep your head held high and such ( ... )
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You are a million times stronger than you give yourself credit for. You strength is the sum of your own good traits. It's got shit to do with what anybody--be it me, or your friends, or men, or women, or a retarded puppy--thinks of you. I swear, the moment you kick the thought not good enough to I'm pretty fucking awesome, the angriness and bitterness and exhaustion with dealing with all that bs will go away ( ... )
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