This week’s topic hits a very sore nerve, a great portion of my agony in this world is because of sexism. I will not be talking big, I’m not a feminist, I’m just a girl who suffers everyday because of this and here is her personal POV…read on.
I’m the oldest daughter to my parents, I have two younger brothers. People tends to think I’m the youngest because of how I’m treated, I guess.
I was born to a house that beliefs in individuals yet acts differently. My mum loads me with shit and that helped me grow responsible, yet she tries her utmost best to provide absolute care and comfort to my brothers. And it’s not only on her, she sometimes I’m pushed and forced to extremes for their comfort.
My brother can’t fix his bed, he can’t make himself dinner, he always eludes any responsibility. He whines every time someone asks him to take care of anything and rarely end up doing any. The easiest thing for him to do is running and getting away with it. He grew less responsible and more selfish.
It takes a teeny tiny fraction of a mistake for my mum to start with me. But with him he can do the most frowned upon mistakes, and he always excused, and no one ever confronts him. Not to mention my major role as the punching bag in the house because they always find millions of reasons to not be angry at him.
As an older sister, my instincts tends to come between me seeing him like that, as a daughter I get hurt of being wronged, I ended up angry and resenting my parents and my brothers.
And to my surprise they feel wronged, as well.
The problem with our parents’ generations that they’re used to the classic idea of the perfect girl who have to obey whatever orders she gets, be close to her mum by default and just serve the whole family until her prince comes along, who of course will get her to continue the journey of needing a woman to serve him, feed him, get to be the machine that produces children for him.
The woman’s sole job to take care of her family is something I couldn’t accept. I’m a rebel and I can’t follow the well known purposes of only dedicating my life to a man’s comfort because his mummy decided to make everything easy for him.
Last month, I was at a family gathering and I was surprised to discover a new deep conviction there, that some jobs are not for girls, such as medicine. And that’s because of the work conditions, like when she have to travel or something. Because a mother would die for her girl to join the medicine school but she would also die if she will have to travel 1 hour away from her.
It really amazes me the double standards we possess!
Some people might talk about the woman’s jehad with her family. I accept that as an Islamic side but please don’t shove this in my face and leave the man’s duties out of it.
Like I said I’m not a feminist, I’m not against male domination, I believe every person was born to do a certain job at certain circumstances with their owned tool. But I’m against injustice.
I’m against discrimination, I’m against making a weak person of me, giving me a certain role just because some lazy inferior men decided to set some rules that happened to get to further generations’ liking.
I’m not angry at the male-o-land, I’m rather angry at this society that gives my brother privileges just because he’s a guy. He can dream, he can rebel, he can study whatever. I’m angry at whoever gives a man rights to have as many relationships as he wants cause he’s a guy. Or makes him the cool Casanova that mummies take as joke and call him a player proudly while judges the girl he intends to marry by her past. I’m angry at whoever gives a husband a green light to cheat because “he’s a man, he got needs”. I’m angry at the mothers, the mothers-in-law who start this, who spoil-breeds their sons. At the sisters and every single female who lets go of her right to be respected, of her dreams. Who like a coward blindly follows because she’s insecure or desperate in love.
I’m angry at those who stereotype women as lousy creatures who can never keep a decent job and prefer a male doctor or a male engineer or even a male tailor (and to my surprise they tend to be women themselves. (oh, how I wish karma kicks their asses)).
I’m angry at those who take the other extreme approaches in fixing this by “asking” for their rights like it’s owned by aliens, while it’s stolen and it needs to be fiercely earned back. Angry at those who pseudo faking manly attitude to reach places only men get just to prove they can but then again they let their femininity gets down the drain.
Sexism is wrong on every level and injustice that also has been taken for granted. I can see where this anger and resentment are taking me and it’s not a very pleasant place.