I've just realised what I hate most. I've been angry, hurt and shocked twice recently and both times for the very same reason. Because someone was being sexist.
I loathe people who disrespect me because I'm a woman. I hate them with all my heart and I am not afraid to admit it. Go on now, tell me it's my feminine emotions!
I want to make things clear. If being a feminist means that I'm for respecting people for who they are and what they do irrespectively of their gender, than I'm a feminist. I do believe we differ, there are men and women and lots of people who consider themselves between those two genders. And probably a lot of people who identify with none. I couldn't care less. Gender does not matter all that much. If you're a good person, talented, skilled, hard-working, deserving my respect - you have it. If you're a bitch, you don't, no female solidarity here. I don't believe we are equal (although we probably are born equal), but I strongly believe we should be treated equally. If you're fantastic you get a praise, if you screw up, be ready for criticism.
The world is unfair, but there's no point making it worse. If there's nothing else we can offer each other, let's at least be fair to one another. Disregard can be a form of disrespect, too. I'm not a child, I don't need prizes. But if I work hard, do my best and achieve success, what I need is some form of acknowledgement. And what I get is at best complete and utter silence. Harsh critique if I'm unlucky. Because I'm a woman and I don't know what I'm doing. I'm out of line and I should go back to the kitchen.
Well, you know what? Screw you, if you think that. It's your petty assumptions that are out of line. I feel sorry for you.
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