Just notice, how every female-exclusive space soon turn the rules to "non-binaries, transgenders, dogs, parrots, everyone is welcome" while male spaces, stay for males only. We women should STOP sacrificing our space, we should stop being afraid of speaking up, we should stop reducing our body, we should stop being our last priority, all for the sake of not hurting men's feelings. This is not inclusion, it's misogyny with a mask, hidden behind the name of representation.
People talking about the “censorship” of Ao3 and it’s just people not wanting rape porn on the site
men get praised for the bare minimum in EVERY aspect of life while womyn have to overachieve and still dont get recognized
Male: Abusing women is wrong. (1.000 praising comments and 10.000 likes)
Women: Omg king!!!! we need more men like you ❤️ marry me please 😭 you forgot this 👑
Honestly when i see this, i wanna cry.
this quote in my textbook says “studies show that a majority of college students identify women with armpit hair as radically feminist, overly aggressive in their gender politics, and possibly man-hating” that’s me
im no longer asking, be normal about intersex people and our bodies, we are not your fetish, we are not your sci-fi porn trope, we are living, breathing people who deserve safety and respect.
shout out to confident conventionally unattractive womyn. literally never let a mans lack of attraction to you define your worth. ugly men are allowed to be confident and not shamed for it, and so are we!
as a fellow teenage radfem don't let the creeps get to you, they are the weird ones for harassing a kid as a grown adult <3
thank youu <3
Sometimes I wonder what the world would be like if there was no patriarchy, no gender roles, no men.
I imagine I'd be more secure in myself. I would be less afraid to allow my body to exist as it naturally is. I could jump into a lake shirtless and never feel the real or imagined lingering eyes on my back. There would be no "man-peering-through-the-keyhole" psychological phenomenon women experience - the urge to always be palatable to the male gaze. I could feel completely comfortable cutting all my hair off in the summer so I could comfortably tend to my garden without sweat dripping from my hair. There would be no "does this hairstyle fit my face" bullshit that men interestingly never subject themselves to. I would walk home alone at night in the city and I wouldn't feel the urge to check behind me every minute. I could stretch my arms high in the air without the urge to immediately put them back down lest others see that I am human enough to grow body hair - to be human as a woman in this world is to be a beast - I could lay on the warm sands of a beach without the urge to cover my legs with a towel for the same reason. I wouldn't ever feel anxiety when making connections with other women because I would know with confidence they won't sell me out for a corn chip of validation from the patriarchy, because there wouldn't be one. Other women wouldn't look down on me for existing against the grain. And there wouldn't be the other kind of human to beat, rape or kill me for the same. Other women wouldn't be pushing their daughters, themselves, or me to conform to the identity of "decorative object to be oggled" because there would never have been anyone to start the demand.
I could rip my clothes off and grow my claws, my fangs. I could become the beast I'm meant to be. I could run to a hilltop with my sisters under a full moon and dance around a fire while we howl "This is freedom! This is freedom! This is freedom!" We could laugh heartily, loudly. We could feast decadently on all the delicious things we deny ourselves. We could take up all of the space we desire. We could love - truly love - one another and the Earth. Life would flourish.
I am deeply saddened that will never be the world.