FEMINIST AND TIRED

I am a feminist. And I am tired of talking about it. That means talking about it to men, women including other feminists. I just want to stock up on feminists t-shirts and go live my life. This fight for something obvious and important is so exhausting, which could be said about the black lives matter movement.

I am at the point in life where I assume that if you are not a feminist, you will never be one, and there is no sense in trying to convince you. I just mark it as a malfunctioning of something in your life, either environmental or internal and I decide to limit/cut off all subsequent conversations.

It is extremely hard for me having grown up in a family where my uncles had been treated exactly like my mom. My father told me when I was younger that whatever a boy could do I could do five times better (come to me with that “can you make a baby by yourself” argument and see what happens). The idea that my genitalia which I had no control over makes me in some way sub par to a man is utterly ludicrous.

I’m not even talking about the feminists that don’t want to shave their body hair or feel pressured into dressing more masculine to be taken seriously in the task force. I am a do what makes you happy kinda chick. I am talking about the basic, have autonomy over your body and life, and get paid the same amount kinda thing. I am speaking about husbands treating their wives as equals with respect and not batter them from pillar to post thing. Is this so bizarre to think that we should be treated with decency?

I tweeted that since summer is here, the boys who yell out their cars in an attempt to get females reactions have returned. Please, please, please someone explain to me how yelling “Aye yo ma”, followed by whistling and kissing sounds is respectful? I’ll wait. Write in the comment section. It is not a compliment. I am also tired of the ignoramuses that come with “well it’s better than it used to be.” Fam! Black people are no longer slaves in America, does that make the situation at hand any better?

The idea that I am someone’s property or that I am incapable of taking care of myself makes me tired. A man trying to explain what being a woman is too me or defining a lady and the ways I don’t fit the parameters make me want to scream.  I just want women to feel safe, to feel respected and I just wish this wasn’t a movement. Just the norm.

PSA: This is in no way discrediting the struggles men go through in today’s society. I am a woman. I can only speak from this perspective.

Till the next rant, Thanks for sticking around!

Who Is Prince Charming?

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I don’t think I have really explained why this blog was created, it wasn’t in some desperate vie for attention and fame. This blog is my mind on the outside, the thoughts that flood my brain, the intricacies of life that keep me wide awake. My sincere wish and prayer is that someone out there can relate and that I can be of help. In light of all that, I was watching Disney Channel the other day (totally unrelated to this post). Go ahead, judge me. And I realized that as some people in the world are trying to be all gender equality conscious, like my mom always says, you can lead a horse to the river but you can’t force it to drink, but there is a loose nut in the heads of a lot females. At the end of the day that’s how they are going to say I am anti-female, if that is such a thing but please hear me out.

I am growing up being the first child of the two, both being blessed to be females but I can’t count the amount of times girls have looked at me with such incredulity and asked me why my mom didn’t try for a boy. Those are the people whose faces my palms were itching to meet. I was younger then. But as I grow older, I realize that even though we keep complaining that men are sexist and don’t respect us. Half the guys reading this, just rolled their eyes. Yes, the world is changing and things unacceptable are becoming so. But one thing that has refused to change is the infuriatingly dependent nature of some females, now ladies want to kill me!

Girls my age are already filtering out men they want to marry, and mind you, those filters are not based on things the ideals, morals or dreams of the man. I know a girl whose paramount goal is to find a wealthy man to pamper her. I keep asking her why she can’t just make money on her own and then if she finds a wealthy man they can roll in the dough together, she ignores me. A woman with a goal and a life and her own way of making it work will always be more attractive than a girl who has nothing to bring to the table…I’m guessing, I’m no man. Get off your languid little behinds and get some work done!

Being a strong and independent girl doesn’t not mean you shouldn’t want to be with a man or want to be pampered. It means that you know that with or without the man you are going to be fine and you won’t change one bit. Yes, everyone deserves to be loved and yes, yes, yes having a man treat you like a queen is bomb but you are a queen regardless. No man, what’s so ever should be the focal point of your happiness.

Don’t goad and gauge men and don’t buy into the ideality that you are unimportant and unworthy beings. So if you are single and u have problems? Deal with them. You want to be loved? Call up your best friend. You want to be taken out? Take yourself out as a treat. And to girls in relationships for all the wrong reasons, no, no, no. That man is not your savior, personal chauffeur and lover wrapped up in one. Be able to be that for yourself. Get the wax out of your ears, the crud out of your eyes and smell the goddamn coffee and learn to be your own prince charming!

                                     “Though she be but little, she is fierce” – William Shakespeare

Now that I have gotten that off my chest! Till the next rant my loves! Enjoy the rest of your weekend! Thank you for reading.