My mom decided to take me to the hospital tomorrow, since I have a phone interview for Snap benefits.
I have conclude that I set women’s rights back 50 years. I know that there are awesome women are out with amazing talent. I have looked, and found them. Let’s get one thing straight never declared myself as a feminist, yes I support equal rights between men and women, but before the SJW stuff hit, I pictured a feminist always being strongly passionate women’s rights, marching in these women’s parades, or going to these protests. I wasn’t interested in those things. I just supported equal rights, and didn’t do anything about it. I was more passionate for animal rights, BTW. I use to be type of girl that wouldn’t let society define one me. It like those cartoons that would always say that you are whoever you decide to be. Work hard to make your dream come true, and no I not just referring to Disney. Boy, was I naive. That’s why men sexually prey on me. I know I’m a stuck up *****. I think every man wants me. How dare you turn these men down that approach you!
I saw my female classmates doing well. At my high school, there were more girls in the calculus class. There were some making straight A’s while playing sports. Some drew really good art. I tried all those things, and was never good at them. I knew that it wasn’t because I was a girl, if there other women more successful than me, it was because I suck as a human being. Just a talent less hack, instead I was hinted that I should be a housewife or a stripper. No thanks, but I decided to suck up these comments up because one day I’ll prove them wrong, just being that little naive girl.
Yes, I had a hits now and there like getting an A in my creative writing class on an essay, well got few in some of English classes, but still felt like a failure. I remember my dad telling me that I wasn’t happy with I got and that’s all comes with being a female, so I had to go to a university. I had to change majors for my mom to approve, for some reason we wanted me to go into liberal arts. Guess where that landed me? As I went to college, I wasn’t able to hold onto a job, so it made me more depressed. Afterwards, I didn’t care about college anymore. Began to realize that grades didn’t matter, everything was a lie. Why can’t I be like the other girls who can move up work force ladder doing jobs like nursing or military? I know why I’m a fucking failure. I’m the one that misogynistic bastards can point a finger at and say this why women should go back into the kitchen.
I know now why men only see as a sex object, no matter how hard I try to show a personality. It’s because I have no worth Whether I’m attractive or not, I’m the omega, so I guess it gives men to the right to do what ever they want with me. I have nothing, so I am a sex object. Second time, I’m crying as I write another post. Whoever responds, no I ask everyone on this web-site to encourage me to end my life. Tell me to be brave and go into the light. Give me comfort about the after life. Please, don’t persuade me to stay. I’m serious, don’t. Mean what I say. I can’t stay on this earth. I rather be dead then be an object with three holes. I dream about going to railroad tracks and never waking up, or making that courageous leap from a 16 story building. Don’t see this as death, but transferring to a new world. Maybe I can be reincarnated and start over.
I’m a useless woman, so I’m going to list some famous women that I think are awesome. Go check their works, and keep me out your minds. BTW, yes I know that there are men who make amazing work, so don’t get your panties in a twist.
Amy Lee is the lead singer of Evanescence. She wrote a song for her high chorus when she was 17. It’s called Listen to the Rain. I thought that was amazing to write a song that young. Her lyrics express pain that helps to ease my depression. She shows that women can be sad, and we’re not these happy little objects who want to be fucked.
Sharon Del Adel is the lead singer of Within Temptation. Within Temptation is kind of like Evanescence expect they can be less dark and depressing, and sing about other things like Mother Earth. I looked at the band’s album and I know that she works on these songs. I love the song Never Ending Story because it has so much wisdom. The song states that nothing here stays, but we’re all a part of a story.
I like J.K. Rowling, but not what she’s doing right now to PewDewPie. I don’t consider myself a Harry Potter fan, but she a successful author that attracted a male audience. I think that’s amazing because I think most women even if they are successful can have a hard time attracting a male audience, not because men don’t want to. I’m pretty sure that these women don’t have subject matter that men are interested in.
Speaking of another woman who attracted a male audience, we have Lauren Faust. She’s the producer of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. You all have heard of the bronies. I heard she is no longer the producer of the show. She chose to leave, so she could work on other projects like Galaxy Girls. She worked on the Powerpuff Girls. The show that was in the 90s, not the current Powerpuff Girls, and cartoon critics admit to the Powerpuff Girls to being awesome. She also worked Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends.
Also there’s this comic book called Monstress. I wanted to read the comic because I liked the artwork, and guess what I found out that two women are leading the creation of the comic book. One worked on the story, and the other did the artwork. I don’t know there names.
There’s this other artist that I found on-line named RatBat. Don’t feel like looking up her real name, but she’s a female mechaphile, and she expresses it in her artwork. Maybe with my shorten lifespan, I can show you all some of her art, though some of it is pornographic, but it’s not gross or anything. It’s girls with Transformers. 🙂 She even makes comic strips.
Anyway, I wish I could do something special, but I fail as a woman and a human being.
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People are different and it is okay that you don’t have this or that skill. Everyone has something they are good at and your talent is yet to be discovered. I don’t think it has anything to do with being a woman. And about men, eh, they are just like that. You know, I came here to write a post about how pathetic it is to experience forever interest from the side of men just because I have boobs, and I stumbled upon your post. So I guess that those issues are not so uncommon, don’t you think?
I usually don’t respond to your posts because you seem to just want to let things our or you seem too angry or frustrated to be receptive… i could be way off with that and if I am, i apologize.
This is what i see: i see someone who doesn’t know her own worth. It’s not necessarily true that all men are objectifying you all the time. Yes, there will always be men that do that, but who is it that defines your self worth? Yeah, YOU.
I was never beautiful, marginally pretty, but attractive because I had great hair and a great figure. There were many men who spoke to me cleavage. It’s annoying. My approach is usually give them a pass on the first encounter, maybe the second as well. Third time, it’s getting addressed. And you don’t ask, you tell. Remind them where your eyes are. Remind them if they want you to hear them where they need to speak. I never had to get a manager involved, never had to threaten sexual harassment, never got myself in a state of panic around men. Here’s why: they don’t know how to act around women. So tell them.
I only had to do this once. A guy I worked with (male dominated industry, blue collar shop, typical guys acting like they think they’re supposed to act toward women in front of the guys kind of scenario.) He would not give me the respect. Would not. Cleavage talker, that one. So the next time he came to talk to my breasts about a work project, I spoke to his crotch. I only looked at his crotch. It was uncomfortable, but once I committed, I intended to see it through. It took longer than I would have liked, as i assure you that i had no interest in this man’s nether region. Eventually dimwit got it. I stared at him until HE SQUIRMED. When he asked what I was doing, I simply explained, tell you what, next time we speak, why don’t give on another the respect of eye contact.
Not only was the message received, but no one else in the shop every showed me anything but respect from that day onward.
Men don’t define you. You define you.
I saw an SNL skit where women in the future evolve to where their nipples are replaced with eyeballs.
This way, they’re always making eye contact with the men who speak to them.
I have design improvements that I’d like to discuss with the creator or the dna chain. Men and women should be able to adjust the size of their sex organs to fit their moods/tastes. Job interview with man? D cup; with a woman? B cup. Going for a jog? A cup. . . you get the picture.
That was @ Morris
You don’t need to prove your worth as a woman.
We shouldn’t have to be exceptional to be seen as people instead of sex objects… If men can’t see your value as a human being, that’s because of them, and not because of you. The world seems to demand that women jump through hoop after hoop to prove themselves – but it’s never enough. I feel like there’s always someone doing it better and something that we’re missing — but that’s a lie. The secret is, you already deserve basic human respect. Saying that you could have that “if ____” is a tool used to keep you down.
It’s not your fault for feeling this way. It’s hard when you just want to feel valued as a person in a world that keeps bringing you down not to blame yourself. You don’t need to be exceedingly special to have a personality worth giving a damn about.
Hey i love Evanescence. I have a problem when i really like a song, i play it to death.
Can honestly tell you i listened to Everybody’s fool more times than i care to admit. (pepperoni)!
I have also read all the Harry Potters as well. It’s funny cause i never really liked the films.
Honey, no! You’re not a bowling ball!