Why I'm Not Ashamed to be a Nasty Woman

Why I'm Not Ashamed to be a Nasty Woman

You can't be annoyed at feminism being called feminism when the entire history of the human race is called mankind.
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Feminism has become a term that was been twisted and misconstrued in so many different ways. Many people don't like when an argument is different from their point of view. For example, when the Black Lives Matter group was formed and a week later came the All Lives Matter group; people don't understand that we're not undermining others, we are addressing a problem.

Feminism does not mean we hate men.

Feminism means that I want to be treated equal to a man. I don't want to live my days knowing that I'm being degraded because I'm a woman.

Being a woman does not mean I'm weak.

Why is it that the worst things a woman can be called are "slut", "whore", "bitch", or "skank" while the worst thing a guy can be called is a "pussy" or even a "mangina"? Why is it that being a woman is the worst insult that there is?

You can't be annoyed at feminism being called feminism when the entire history of the human race is called mankind.

While equal treatment is the root of feminism, rape culture is the biggest concern.

Every one out of six women will experience some type of sexual assault in their life time, 28% of them before the age of 15.

We have been taught that we can't wear provocative clothing because that will attract the wrong type of people. That we have to be careful and go out in pairs on a night out so as not to get attacked. That if anything happens, it's our fault.

And the world wonders why rape victims don't come forward.

When you hear a story of a woman being raped, the most common question is "what was she wearing" or "was she intoxicated"? Followed up by statements of "she was asking for it" or "she didn't say no".

If the word yes does not escape my lips, I am not consenting.

Why is it that in today's world, unless we say no that we were the ones who did something wrong? Why is it that men get the free pass?

The men get praised or sympathized with for their amazing academics or skilled athletic performance as if being talented is a free pass for rape.

Nobody ever asks what a woman's rapist was wearing.

I don't want a rap whistle, I want change.

Rape culture and patriarchal values are killing girls while feminism is upsetting white boys on the internet.

If she's too young for her to be wearing "shorts that short", she's also too young for you to be sexualizing her body for wearing them.

I hate when people say "you're a girl, so act like one" as if my vagina came with a terms and conditions manual.

In the words of G.D Anderson, "Feminism isn't about making women stronger. Women are already strong. It's about changing the way the world perceives that strength."

I am proud to be labeled a "nasty woman" because I believe in love, acceptance, equality, kindness, respect and the power of my voice.

I'm proud to be a nasty woman because my body is not someone else's business.

Because I believe that women shouldn't be punished for the actions of someone else.

Because being a female should not mean having to avoid eye contact with men to not draw attention to themselves as a potential target.

Because one day I want my daughter to not have to fear walking the streets or to be afraid of being herself for the fear of others actions. We need to be the generation of women who will teach their sons to act respectfully instead of teaching our daughters to beware.

Because if men and women should be held to the same standards and women can't say something that may hurt a mans feelings, neither should they.

Because we should be equal no matter the circumstances.

Woman need to scream about the importance of feminism to the world until our voices become so hoarse that it's mistaken for a mans and people actually start to listen to us.

The fact that woman need to justify feminism by explaining how it benefits men is the perfect example of why we need feminism.

I believe that the election of Donald Trump has brought forth the fiercest, smartest, toughest generation of ass-kicking women this country could ever imagine.

I'm a feminist, a nasty woman. I've been a female for a long time now. It'd be stupid not to be on my own side.

Our rights aren't up for grabs. Neither are we.

So don't be ashamed or allow people to shame you for being a feminist. It just means you're ready for a world where you matter just as much as a man.

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I'm A Christian And I Have A Tattoo

Stop judging me for it.
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Like most people, I turned 18 years old during the course of my senior year of high school.

I'll never forget the months prior to my birthday, though, because I spent hours making a decision that would be with me forever, the decision of where I would go to get my first tattoo and where that tattoo would go, and of course I spent a lot of time deciding on the font, the colors, and all of the other aspects of the tattoo I wanted.

Throughout this time, two things stood firm 1) the fact that I was going to get a tattoo, and 2) the six letter name that it would consist of.

Now, three years later, I'm 21 years old and I still get the occasional dirty look at church on Sunday or in line at Walmart, and more often than not this look is accompanied by the following words: “Why would you do that to your body when God says not to?"

A few weeks ago at a new church, a woman came up to me and said, “How can you consider yourself a Christian when you have that blasphemous thing on your foot?", I simply smiled at her and said: “God bless you, have a good week." I let it roll off of my back, I've spent the past three years letting it “roll off of my back"… but I think it's time that I speak up.

When I was 8 years old, I lost my sister.

She passed away, after suffering from Childhood Cancer for a great deal of my childhood. Growing up, she had always been my best friend, and going through life after she passed was hard because I felt like even though I knew she was with me, I didn't have something to visually tribute to her – a way to memorialize her.

I, being a Christian and believing in Heaven, wanted to show my sister who was looking down on me that even though she was gone – she could still walk with me every day. I wanted it for me, for her. I wanted to have that connection, for her to always be a part of who I am on the outside – just as much as she is a part of who I am on the inside.

After getting my tattoo, I faced a lot of negativity. I would have Leviticus 19:28 thrown in my face more times than I cared to mention. I would be frowned on by various friends, and even some family. I was told a few times that markings on my body would send me to hell – that was my personal favorite.

You shall not make any cuttings in your flesh for the dead, nor print any marks on you: I am the LORD.
Leviticus 19:28

The more I heard these things, the more I wanted to scream. I didn't though. I didn't let the harsh things said about me and my choice change the love I have for the Lord, for my sister, or for the new precious memento on my left foot. I began to study my Bible more, and when I came to the verse that had been thrown in my face many times before – I came to a realization.

Reading the verses surrounding verse 28, I realized that God was speaking to the covenant people of Israel. He was warning them to stay away from the religious ways of the people surrounding them. Verse 28 wasn't directed to what we, in today's society, see as tattoos – it was meant in the context of the cultic practice of marking one's self in the realm of cultic worship.

26 "You shall not eat anything with the blood, nor practice divination or soothsaying. 27 You shall not round off the side-growth of your heads nor harm the edges of your beard. 28 'You shall not make any cuts in your body for the dead nor make any tattoo marks on yourselves: I am the LORD. 29 'Do not profane your daughter by making her a harlot, so that the land will not fall to harlotry and the land become full of lewdness. 30 'You shall keep My sabbaths and revere My sanctuary; I am the LORD. 31 'Do not turn to mediums or spiritists; do not seek them out to be defiled by them. I am the LORD your God."
Leviticus 19:26–31

The more I have studied my Bible over the past few years, the more I pity those who rely on one verse in the Old Testament to judge and degrade those, like myself, who made the decision to get a tattoo for whatever reason they may have for doing so.

This is because, you see, in the New Testament it is said that believers are not bound by the laws of the Old Testament – if we were, there would be no shellfish or pork on the menus of various Christian homes. While some see tattoos as a modification of God's creation, it could also be argued that pierced ears, haircuts, braces, or even fixing a cleft lip are no different.

24 Therefore the Law has become our tutor to lead us to Christ, so that we may be justified by faith. 25 But now that faith has come, we are no longer under a tutor."
Galatians 3:24-25

In Galatians, we read that the Old Testament law was created to lead people to Jesus. However, we know that Jesus has come and died on the cross for our sins. He has saved us, therefore we are no longer held to this law in order to have a relationship with the Lord. Our relationship with Him comes from believing that Jesus came to Earth to die on a cross for our sins, and repenting of our sins – accepting Jesus as our Savior.

I am a Christian, I have a relationship with the Lord that is stronger than it has ever been, and - I HAVE A TATTOO.

I have a beautiful memento on my left foot that reminds me that my sister walks with me through every day of my life. She walked with me down the red carpet at my senior prom, she walked with me across the stage the day I graduated from high school, and she continues to be with me throughout every important moment of my life.

My tattoo is beautiful. My tattoo reminds me that I am never alone. My tattoo is perfect.

Stop judging me for it.

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The Pulse Affect

Where do we stand 2 years later?

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It's been 2 years since the infamous Pulse shooting and everyone, including myself, is still affected. I remember so clearly how I was too scared to go to any pride events afterward. I knew that's what the shooter wanted, was for us all to retreat back into the closest we so bravely came out of, but still, I couldn't bring myself to leave the bed.

The news had hit me harder than any of the previous shooting. While it was still a mass shooting such as what was happening at the schools, the target was more specific. He went in there with the mind of not just killing people, but people associated with the LGBT community. The scene was so horrible, that some of the first responders have even mentioned having PTSD still from the scene.

The news had sunk everyone's heart and many flocked to social media just to find out if friends were there or not. The toll was 49 innocent people who had lost their lives to a despicable individual I refuse to name. I feel he received too much attention in the media as it was.

It also didn't take long for the focus to switch from the victims to the "how could we prevent this"—which isn't a bad question, but the two sides who seemed to differ on opinions so much just turned it into yet another screaming match. That being said, those who weren't on the extreme end of it found themselves seeking comfort from each other. For many people, this attack did scare them, but I think within the horrifying event came a new sense of community.

For those who had family or friends that were victims of such an attack, my heart goes out to you. The mourning doesn't stop, and while I know there are no words that can be strung together to bring closure, I can show my support and continue to fight for equality and help educate whoever I can. The tragedy isn't something I wish on anyone, and the wound stills fresh to me despite not having any personal connections to anyone.

To end this story on a hopeful note, today people are doing positive things in honor of the victims of the pulse attack. One article writes about a couple who spends their time cleaning up the area of litter and mentions others donating money, objects, or their own time in hopes to help anyone in need. One direct quote from this article is "Last year, more than 2,500 people volunteered their time in support of Acts of Love and Kindness, and while there was no official tally yet for this year's outpouring, it seems likely that many will go uncounted."

I encourage people today to reach out to one another, no matter orientation or identity. Love one another and don't let things strip others of their human qualities. We are all human and have the ability to do good. The shooting was tragic, but we should not let it keep us from celebrating who we are and embracing each other with open arms. Don't let the worlds hate scare you or stifle your creativity. We will not let anyone push us back into the dark, no better their best effort. Live on and keep your heart open to love.

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