“Yeah, I just don’t know what’s up with them, they’re all crazy. All these women are just getting married or engaged, most of the girls in my office too… What’s up with that? I mean, they’re, like, 20 or something. Slow down, girls, no need to make yourselves look bad!”
Said on a bus, by two men behind me, about 25-30-years-old, both with business suits on. I am a 16-year-old girl. I felt angry, humiliated, ashamed, invisible. Those women’s life choices [and their respective partners'] had nothing to do with those men. I felt like I couldn’t do anything right, and that no matter my achievements or my choices, there would always be men to look down on me and criticise me and I wouldn’t have a voice to speak out with.
February 1st, 2013 | Comments (1)