I need feminism because

Oh yeah, I am going there. So hard. Brace yourselves, it’ll be a bumpy ride.

I have been described as a “FemiNazi” on a few occasions. And that’s cool. Whateves. I wouldn’t necessarily call myself that but it happens. Basically, I have been called that because I, like other humans, believe that ALL humans should have equal rights and be treated the same way. Crazy idea huh? I know. I am not particularly “super feminine” by any means, mostly because I don’t think that should be a term. Manly-man shouldn’t be one either. Its not a label you can toss on someone. You cannot separate people into groups by those titles. I wear skirts, make-up, perfume but I have tons of tattoos, I love playing paintball for the bruises, I enjoy being outside in the dirt and mud. And I am not saying that wearing skirts trumps being in the mud or tattoos make me different, cause they don’t. Its just me.

You see, people don’t fit into categories. All tall people do not play basketball, not everyone who wears glasses like to read, just because some people like boy bands does not mean they are 12 years old . (I for one enjoy One Direction. Yeah their music is dumb and kinda sexist at points. For the record, I DO know I am beautiful and you don’t have to sing it. But thanks anyway.) Anyway, people are people. And to say anything different is really idiotic.

I need feminism because I still make less than a man doing the exact same job.

I need feminism because I am a newly married woman and the first question people ask when they find that out is, “when I am going to have kids?” Like the sole purpose of my marriage is children. (It’s not by the way.)

I need feminism because if I have an opinion about something that other people don’t like I am considered a bitch but a man is “just voicing his opinion.”

I need feminism because I should not be whistled at when I wear a skirt or a dress. I am a human, not a dog.

I need feminism because I should never be taught “how not to get raped.” We need to teach “DO NOT rape.”

I need feminism because no one is EVER asking for it. Ever.

I need feminism because “Slut-Shaming” should not be a thing. Ever.

I need feminism because when I was getting married, most everyone told me that I needed to learn how to cook. Because apparently a man cannot. And that is my job. FYI, I can’t cook. Suck on that.

I need feminism because when I decided I would cut my super long hair short I was told by people that I looked like a man. And girls should not have short hair. Really?

I need feminism because I should not have to worry about my worth being based on my weight and size and whether or not “other people” think I’m pretty.

I need feminism because I would much rather be called clever or cunning or intelligent than pretty, cute or adorable.

I need feminism because if I decide to go for a run at the park, I shouldn’t have to worry if they will find my body in the woods.

I need feminism because they’re are not NEAR enough Woman role-models for people.

I need feminism because “Stop acting like a sissy/girl/pansy should not be an insult.

I need feminism because I shouldn’t be told to “stop being a bitch/tease/slut” if a guy consistently hits on me and I am not interested.

I need feminism because I should not have to explain why I need it.

I need feminism because I am a human.

And if you don’t agree, I suggest you do some research.

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