Feminism is needed because a lot of boys only support girls if it benefits them.
Because I’ve met boys who are pro choice only because they would rather not wear a condom and a baby “isn’t in my near future.”
Because you can meet a boy and fall in love and the moment I knew I loved him was the moment I started thinking about cooking dinners and cleaning houses.
Because he will say he loves you but he never even knew,
because to him love and lust, love and lust? he doesn’t know,
because those two have always been a little confused.
Because I started thinking that it wouldn’t be bad to give up my dreams to be a stay at home mom with a round eyed baby on my hip and a husband waiting for dinner.
Because I stopped dreaming of anything other than this all together.
Because suddenly I was fine with calling him for every problem I had with my car and any heavy lifting I didn’t want to do when I was always able to do that on my own.
Because when he left for a while I told myself I was a little less whole because I read in another article written by a male that I was - but I wasn’t.
Because this article is “unattractive”, Feminism is “unattractive” because there are boys in the world who will look at me a little different if they ever get to read this. And I could potentially turn into the girl who “hates men” and trust me, I don’t.
Because as a child I would listen to my mothers feminists rants in the car and then tease her about them because everyone else did. Now I know to join in.
Because my brother never had to do chores growing up when there was a game on but we got scolded for stopping to watch.
Because four years ago I started wishing every day at 11:11 “to be skinner, to be prettier,” to be less me, and now I wish to be better than that girl who kept wasting her wishes.
Because it’ll never happen to you, until you’re at work and your managers hand gets a little lower down your back every day and you start thinking about calling in every time you work with him but you tell no one because he is your boss and maybe he’s just being friendly?
Because only after he was gone did you find out he told the entire staff that you were trying to get at him, when you cringed every time he spoke.
Because you listened to all those girls late at night in your college dorms and every single one of them had a story about a boy who made her uncomfortable or pushed her to do something she wasn’t ready for or worse, forced her to and you all cried, because you all could relate.
Because every time I go to a party the invitation must’ve said that you were “free to grope” because I don’t remember inviting every boy here to touch me. And you can be pretty damn sure that my clothes can not and did not do it for me.
Because every time I wear a dress to a family reunion I can guarantee one of my uncles will mention that it's “just a little short, don’t you think?” and I will be uncomfortable the rest of the time wishing I had just worn pants.
Because later I will be told that they were “just looking out”.
Because we pay for a problem we never had a say in, and a boy on the internet had the audacity to say we deserved to pay for tampons because we didn’t know how to hold it. As if periods were a potty training issue. MY BAD.
Because every feminist article targeted towards men says imagine if it was your sister, your daughter, your mother, Yours, yours, YOURS and it stopped being about US because the world was THEIRS.
