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Why Women are their own worst enemies
Many women will disagree.
I’ll advice that you prick the bubble you are living in.
I have seen women fight on the streets, strip to bare
buttocks…because of a man.
Go to rundown shacks of the metropolis and see women with
scars from ear to cheek, like a tiger attack, all for the fight for a man.
People recruit their entire household to attack other women,
sometimes for the attention of a man no better than a piece of idea.
It’s all in the mind; messing with our heads.
Go to prisons. Half the women are serving time for crimes of
passion.
The man is the prize.
Young girls are coached to be desirable for boys.
Teenage girls are told to learn how to multitask so they can
keep a home.
Women are told to look a certain way so they can appeal to
men.
Eventually, the entire purpose of your being is to become someone’s wife.
Not a bad deal. Marriage should be a good thing regardless
of individual experiences.
But should that be the peak of half the population of the
world?
So this half-population is struggling to get the attention
and approval of the other half.
See the stampede!
It’s an ugly picture of cuts and bruises, scars and hate, jealousy
and ignominy.
You need to step back and look at the prize you fought so
hard to get sometimes, and ask if all is well with you.
This is why, for all intent of humiliation, the only words
people throw at women they believe will hurt is when they are described as
inadequate for a man, or unable to keep a man or a home.
It boils down to domestication.
You are no better than the colour of your bedroom walls and
the present dude calling you at midnight. Nothing else seems to matter, unless
you can show there is male approval in whatever you do.
It’s ok to fail in business; it not such a bad thing to suck
at enterprise. That is why gender poverty is such a big issue; nobody is paying attention to the true worth of a woman in terms of enterprise, we just need her to be gentle and longsuffering with a man... but I deviate.
Letting a man stray is your fault, your shame, your end.
Many women are defined by the sex of their children. Four girls,
and she believes she is a failure. Her heart is in her mouth until she can
prove she is woman enough to bear a son.
It is the same script for women in violent relationships. Beat
them with rods, they ain’t going nowhere because then it would mean they have failed; and that would make them one-of-those-women who cannot keep a home.
I have seen women choose death (half the time- theirs, the other half- his) over divorce many times.
This is the realities.
We need to speak out against issues that have us defined a little higher than a sheet
of paper.
I hope, regardless of what society proposes, you are living
your own happiness- whether it fits into a script or not.
We need to unlearn half the mess we grew up believing.
The next woman is not your problem. She never will be.
The next woman is not your problem. She never will be.
It's never too late to get that screwed in.
Amen!
ReplyDeleteLol @ 'you are no better than the colour of your bedroom walls and the present dude calling you at midnight.'
ReplyDeleteSome idiot sent me an inbox at 23.43 last night. 'T------- darling!'
I have NEVER given this man my time and yet her persists in over -familiarity, which I find disrespectful. I have told him as much. He was introduced by a respected mutual friend as a business associate.
I responded 'Good evening L-------, I'm just going to sleep, my regards to your WIFE-and children.'
This one will now have a wife who will want to fight me in the street because I am trying to steal her man.
Get a grip women!
the PRIZE is YOU.
Fight for YOU.
Marry YOU!
I say a big amen to that.
ReplyDeleteThe only person who can take the best care oy you is.....YOU!
ReplyDeleteEveryone for them self God for us all!
Congrats babe... Keep peeling the scales
The only person who can take the best care oy you is.....YOU!
ReplyDeleteEveryone for them self God for us all!
Congrats babe... Keep peeling the scales
Those women are O-Y-O. They should know better some day sha. Can't count the number of times men have told me or other women close by over little issues, objective deliberations or what have you things like, "that's how she talks to her husband at home. OR I"m sure she doesn't have a husband. OR This one cannot get a husband. OR Who will marry this one?'' On and On - The Koko? HUSBAND; MARRY....
ReplyDelete"You need to step back and look at the prize you fought so hard to get sometimes, and ask if all is well with you." #sElah #TellDEmOh
ReplyDeleteAm so happy to be living in my own truth and in my own happiness.... :D
Another great piece Joy!
ReplyDeleteWe need to love ourselves first and MOST!
The Feminist Joy, once again you've here hit the nail on the head. Quite hard. I only hope the womenfolk who are the "nail" here (speaking idiomatically) will meet and read this piece in their numbers and thereby feel your "hit" on their coconut heads - and thereafter "think normal" and "do normal" (picking from their street parlance afterall it's on their streets they more usually fight for their "prick-ly" prizes when they do).
ReplyDeleteNevertheless, I'll echo a quote from this your noble post.
"Letting a man stray is your fault, your shame, your end."
With this I plead to disagree. The man who will stray will go astray ...anyway. Regardless of whether or not the woman does the "letting".
As we Yorubas know and say, proverbially though, whatsoever dog or bitch that will stray away will run defiant to its owner or the hunter's whistle, characteristically.
So I agree. "Letting a man stray (may be) your shame." But that it's also your fault and your end? Uhmba! I disagree.
It may not be your fault ...and should not be your end (literally speaking) that he strays away. Your life is not and should not be a leash around his neck to drag along as he "runs" astray. Babe! As he strays away, your life in you remains! Lead your life independent of any man!
I hope my comment is on course along your cause, my feminine Joy.
Women, I mean the breed in whose heads you screw this nail, truly need to unlearn their agelong shameful (Or should it be shameless?) crimes of passion.
*wink*