Oh how I hate to be a woman.
How I hate the feeling of fear whenever I set any form of boundaries,
How I hate the societal standards of beauty,
How I hate the double standards set since birth,
How I hate the idea of hating my body,
How I hate that I hate my body because someone else is skinnier, prettier,
How I hate not feeling smart enough to be interesting,
How I hate living life not feeling funny enough when in the shadow of a humorous male,
How I hate to live in a world where women are criticized for wanting equal opportunities,
How I hate to live in a world where the patriarchy still affects people daily even If it’s hidden better,
How I hate having to meet expectations to feel worthy of love,
How I hate feeling inferior to any male,
How I hate not being taken seriously,
How I hate being told I cannot handle both logic and emotions,
How I hate being asked if I’m on my period when I have a reason to be upset,
How I hate not feeling pretty without a mask made of expensive cosmetics,
How I hate fashion standards,
How I hate being told to control myself because as a woman I shouldn’t act in such a matter,
As I woman I should sit still,
Shut up,
be polite,
be kind,
be understanding,
be obedient,
be perfectly okay with the idea that I am made to feel that I can never achieve anything great unless I’m told it’s okay to or unless a man did it first.
Oh how I hate to live in a world where being a woman often means having to prepare for a life full of difficulties and ridicule.