Imagine feeling unsafe walking to your home. Feeling so unbearably uncomfortable in your own skin. Feeling like scratching yourself from how disgusting it feels to be stared at.
Imagine feeling so scared, so so scared of walking alone, travelling alone, of entering adolescence.
Having to prove all your achievements again and again. Of being filmed, and mocked as if the person besides you wasn't applauded for repeating your idea. Hilarious.
Being the subject of 'DARK HUMOUR' in the name of 'just a joke'. Of struggling to build a table of your own because each time you do, 'they' try to steal your hammers and nails.
Of having to purchase basic sanitation necessities in hushes and whispers( Might I add we have a sanitary napkin brand that goes by that name)- wrapped in newspapers with headlines covering news on another rape. While the person beside you just asked for a condom and was given the same with a wink and good luck.
Of maintaining the same routine in unbearable pain because jobs don't work the way your body does. Of realizing that the world that you use was not made for you because the statistics that make phones and cars and public provisions were based on surveys of outdated information and lacks inputs from 50% of the population.
Of seeing fellow females propagate misogynism. It is understandable that they do because that's all they've grown up seeing. But is it justified?
Of seeing there not be enough positions for all females so they start to drag each other down to end up there.
Of being called a 'b*tch' if you divorce your partner and an s word (I'd rather not increase it's popularity by using it) if the partner divorces you.
Sure this sounds like another person cribbing about inequality. We have solved the 'issue' right? Why talk about it.
Have we solved the issue?
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