It’s really hard to be a girl in this world. You are held to
standards that are impossible to reach. You are judged on your physical
appearance so much that your personality becomes secondary. You are relegated
to having specific feelings and behaviors and if you step outside of that box,
you will have stigmas attached to you. People will judge your body. If you are
loud or have opinions you will be seen as bossy and controlling. If you get
angry or upset you will be seen as sensitive or touchy. If you are dominant in
any way you will be seen as a bitch. If you want for any type of attention you
will be seen as needy. You are expected to nurture the world and receive no
nurturing in return. You are expected to be selfless. Your sexuality will be
scrutinized. You can’t be weak or strong. People will take advantage of you,
because you are just a girl. You will be pitted against other women and will
learn to pit yourself against them in return. And you will buy into all of it
whether you like it or not because it runs that deep. You will forever be
fighting for individuality. You are stuck inside of a world that abuses you.
You are stuck inside of a world that wants to own you. You may even become
something you never wanted to be, because you think that’s how you have to be
to survive. My message to young girls is to not buy into it. To know that you
have every right in the world to have your own feelings, opinions, thoughts,
ideals, ideas, actions, and behaviors, and you can do anything you want. You
will undoubtedly run across people and systems that make you feel like you’re
not good enough. That you are inferior. It’s tricky because it’s all so subtle
now. You can’t see it acting against you. If you buy into how society presents
the idea of what it means to be a woman, you will hate yourself. (Interesting
side note- I just mistyped ‘means’ and it was autocorrected to “men’s”.) And
you will pass on that hate to your daughters and sons. We will continue to breed
populations that carry this on, because women are still expected to be
powerless. And so power is withheld. It’s even seen in the people who claim to
be aware. The men who say they are anti this and that and racism sexism
classism blah blah blah!- they can be some of the most sexist people you will
ever meet. Because it runs so deep they can’t even see it. They can’t see that
they still treat women as inferior so they can’t even recognize the
dehumanization. The funniest thing in the world is to see a man who brazenly
proclaims his position on equality and then silences his girlfriend or
belittles her. These are still the same men that call a girl a slut when they
have slept with more people than you. My message to young girls is to defy
these people and systems. Because these changes must happen over generations
and not overnight. And to never hate yourself. As a woman, the biggest lesson I
have ever learned is to not hate yourself. Because when you start to hate
yourself, you buy into the system. And it is a hole that is almost impossible
to dig yourself out of. You should love yourself because you understand these
are lies. And if you really look around, closely, at the world, you see that if
you are a woman you are taught to hate yourself. You are taught to compare
yourself to a standard that is impossible to reach. And you in turn hate
yourself, which continues your own oppression. And these are all things I wish I had learned sooner. Please
read while listening to Frank Ocean’s “Swim Good”. Remember that people should
listen to you. Remember that you as a woman can reinforce your own
inequalities. I remember reading this zine when I was young in which a girl I
know wrote an article about women and said: “It’s ok to be angry.” And that hit
me because growing up as a woman you aren’t allowed to be pissed off, because
then you might start to question things. So get angry. I impart that onto every
young girl reading this. “It’s ok to be angry.” It also should be a
responsibility to utilize that anger into change because trust me, no one else
is going to do it for you. Girl power, and all that.
“Gold in its raw form appears dull and does not glitter.” Like most girls my age, I grew up on Lisa Frank; to this day I have never loved a boy as much as I loved my original Lisa Frank trapper keeper. And as a feminist I deliciously delight in non-ironically reappropriating the pink colorful glitter images Frank iconized as celebratory and powerful rather than weak and flippant. So while groggily sitting on my parent’s back deck this morning where I have been living for the past 6 months due to some of those wonderful life-likes-to-kick-you-in-the-ass-unforeseen-circumstances, I’m half enjoying my day off thanks to the long holiday weekend and half suffering through pangs of loneliness, deeply isolated from the glitzy city lights of Atlanta 30 miles away. As I scroll through my friends’ posts and pictures of their frolicking late night adventures around Dragon Con this weekend, adorned in pink wigs, high heels, outrageous costumes, and ridiculously (yet genuinely) larg
Thank you, Jessie. What a great and articulate exploration of the patriarchal system. I can tell you've really wrestled with how insidious and oppressive it all is. This is a good reminder that if you're not part of the solution, you are part of the problem. Preach on.
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