From the Diary of a Woman

“Remember woman

Before none should you kneel.

You were born to rule

?To write your own destiny”

These lines might be empowering for many but to me, they are white lies.

If there’s anything that I’ve learned after living as a girl for the past 19 years, then it’s the fact that I will be constantly oppressed in a million ways but I have to learn to be okay with it.

When did I realize that??Maybe it was the day when my father told me that I could do anything I want once I’m married. As if I'm not the protagonist of my own life. Instead, just a pet whose leash will be handed to a new master. Conclusion? I've started to see marriage, not as a union of souls, but as a pass to basic freedom. Or maybe it was the day I was told that my dress was too short to be worn outside.?Mind you I was only 10. You see, men might grow in stages – infancy, childhood, teenage, and finally youth. But a girl is born as a sex object with her dignity in her vagina. As a woman, I’ve been taught to cover myself up, or else my bare skin might offend a man and he’ll be entitled to rape me.

Surprisingly enough instead of revolting against these patriarchal norms, my mother has given me a full course on how to be a submissive woman archetype, or else I might be termed as uncouth. The disparity is that a boy is termed spoiled if he does drugs, whereas a girl is vulgar once she starts to rebel for her rights, which apparently, are granted naturally to her male counterpart.

I’ve come to accept the fact that as a woman, I might be divine enough to give birth. I might be powerful enough to bear the violence done against me. But I rather not dare to be powerful enough to revolt against the injustices of this misogynist world or else I’ll be loathed. Ironic. Isn’t it?

I’m certain that I don’t hate being a woman. I just hate how women have spent millennia being polite, even in the face of overwhelming oppression and pain. And how it is glorified. I just hate that I will forever belong to a subordinate class that has to serve a man’s needs. But never her own.