I don’t want to be a feminist anymore. Like a five-year-old, I want to close my eyes, stick my fingers in my ears, stomp my feet on the floor and scream “No! No, you cannot make me, I won’t, leave me alone!” I am, simply put, too tired. So very, very tired.
I am tired of fighting with my friends. I am tired of arguing that someone groping and slapping my butt isn’t “what I have to expect”, just because I’m at a bar, and the one attacking my butt has a drink in the other hand. I am tired of hearing “boys will be boys” and “when you’re dressed like that …” and “that’s just what guys do”. I am tired of trying to drown those sentiments in loud, repetitive no’s, screamed over and over again, till my throat is sore and my voice weak – just to hear them repeated, as soon as exhaustion threatens to silence me.
I am tired of being afraid. I am tired of seeing someone writing something offensive, sexist, racist, ageist, ableist, somewhere online. I am tired of seeing those writings getting likes and lol’s, and SO TRUE’s. I am tired of being consumed by confusion and anger, typing, typing, typing and typing a seemingly endless response, including research, links and statistics, and then hesitate clicking “submit”. I am tired of knowing that I hesitate because I am afraid of the flood of responses that will come. I am tired of knowing that I will be bombarded with lighten up’s, stop whining’s and get a sense of humor’s for so long, that I will start to wonder if I am indeed wound up too tight, a nagger and humorless. I am tired of the fact that I’m afraid of being called a cunt, even though I don’t find genitalia insulting or demeaning.I don’t want to be a feminist anymore. (via gingerrqueer)
My mom just seriously disappointed me. We were talking about how it’s difficult to find me a car because my dad and I work really differently, and I’m proud of that because (unbeknownst to my mom) i really don’t like my dad. So, my mom said I’d have to be flexible, to which I said, “I know I need to be flexible, but dad does to, we need to find some middle ground.” My mom got mad and started talking about how my dad knows better because he’s older and whatever, which is stupid. I said that just because he’s older doesn’t mean that much, and I don’t have to believe his ways are right just because I’m his daughter. My mom yelled some more and I tried to give an example, like how he makes sexist and racist comments about people on tv, and that’s not right at all. My mom said the shit like that that he says are only jokes. They’re not. And even if they were, it’s still not fucking okay. There’s one saying that I really like that goes ‘good people don’t follow bad laws’, so I like to think that ‘good people don’t follow in the footsteps of bad people’ is a thing too.
Hey! Did you know:
- sex is okay
- so is masturbation
- watching porn won’t make you impure
- one night stands are okay too
- having sex with multiple people doesn’t make you a slut
- even 3-somes or group sex and orgies are a-okay
- sex with the same gender is alright
- not having sex doesn’t make you a prude
- your body your choice no matter your gender
- shaming other people for who they have sex with, how much they have sex, and even their kinks make you NOT okay!
i feel pretty much the same way, except i’m writing this at 3:25 AMif only pancheros was open so late D;