I entered adulthood when sexual harassment was still a thing. No one was talking about its unfairness or the ways it suppressed women.
Now, we see it. I mean, I've experienced it my whole life, but it never had a name until this year. Now, we're all talking about it.
Sometimes, I'm almost mad at myself for not stopping it. I can't even tell you what 'it' is, but if you're a woman, you know. I am mad at myself. It should have never continued so uninterrupted.
There I go. Blaming myself. Which is exactly what our society has taught us. If I am victimized by a man, it is somehow my fault.
I lift weights. I used to think, I just wanted to look good. Until, I learned what it felt like to be strong.
Never a victim. Never again.
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