Thaily
Other people have unrealistic expectations of me as a
woman.
I don't really fit any of the female stereotypes commonly observed in
society. I don't like shopping for clothes and don't wear make-up, whatever I
wear is primarily for my benefit. If my fiancé likes it too that's an added
bonus.
I don't wear make-up, I only own one pair of shoes (read: boots) and a pair
of sneakers for exercising. I'd rather go shopping for books, as I love to read,
but I'm not a quiet and shy girl who's going to blush when a guy hits on me;
especially not when they do it in the library by coughing loudly to try and get
my attention as one guy tried doing. He got a withering glare for his efforts
and slunk off, as if any self-respecting bookworm would appreciate someone
making a racket in a god-damned library of all places!
I illustrate for a living, but contrary to what people assume I don't draw
cute things, paint flowers and fruit, I don't want to write/draw children's
books and I'm not horrified by depictions of nudity; male, female or a
combination thereof. That's right, porn is fine by me. In fact I draw it myself
too for both fun AND profit. I sell to both men and women and laugh when people
suggest women are somehow more "pure" or "innocent" than men.
Women have a libido too, I know I certainly do. And though I'm a feminist
who engages people in intelligent discussions about feminism and gender
equality, I engage in BDSM as a sub (who tops on occasion) to my dom fiancé. As
such I also socialize with other people who share the same kink which is where
run into these men who come in and claim they've had years of training
(sometimes by non-existent European BDSM guilds, haha!) when really they're
"nice guys" looking for doormats or users because they're incapable of
sustaining a functional vanilla relationship.
It's especially funny when these n00bs come in and try to boss me around.
Not going to happen.
And "no" doesn't just mean "no". It means "No, or else I'm calling
the cops and filing a report with them." IF you're lucky. If you push your luck
and overstep my personal boundaries it'll be "No or I'll scream like a banshee
while I gouge out your eyes with my H2 pencil."
My body is my own and off-limits unless given express permission.
I fail to meet yet more female expectations because I refuse to have
children. I've never had the urge, I don't like them and I can't stand being
around them for any prolonged amount of time. My fiancé feels the same way. As
such we're doing children a favor by not having them.
I might change my mind, but that's my responsibility and it's highly
preferable over having kids and regretting that. It does happen, I've spoken to
these women who feel isolated because the rest of the world will practically
burn them at the stake if they admit raising kids is less rewarding than
anticipated.
I love animals, always have and always will. They are NOT replacements for
kids. I like animals better than kids, even though many of them /behave/ like
animals. A baby scorpion can melt my heart, a human baby inspires apathy at
best.
So no, I don't want kids. Instead I take in animals that have been
neglected and dumped, usually by people who bought their kids a pet and then act
surprised when a 5 year old fails to take adequate care of a rabbit that hits
puberty at 3 months. Gasp! Shock! How unexpected!
So kindly stop thrusting your crotch-droppings on me, I don't care if you
just have to run into a store for 5 minutes. The next time some bint assumes
they can leave their kid with me because I'm another woman, and therefore must
love and be reliable with children, is having her kid sold into
slavery.
Feminism is another aspect in which I disappoint. I do not pointlessly bash
or hate on men. I do not want special rights. I think modern feminism is largely
wasted on women bickering about how many months of paid maternity leave with job
guarantee they want and demanding that they should be able to breastfeed
wherever while at the same time vilifying any exposed female nipple that doesn't
have an infant attached to it.
I think all the time and effort would better be spent on furthering
equality of men and women in the Western world and helping those less fortunate
in places where women's rights are equal or inferior to that of cattle! Where
rape victims are punished instead of the aggressors and women can't sit next to
a guy they're not married or related to without fearing for their lives. Women
who are prisoners of their own homes and circumcised with broken pieces of glass
by male and female lunatics alike.
Call me crazy, lots of feminists do, but I think that's just a tad more
important than getting a wide screen TV in your cushy lactation lounge at the
office.
So what have we covered; I disappoint men who think of women in
stereotypes, people who want to see cutesy-puke art, people who dislike porn,
wanna-be doms in the BDSM scene, people who assume everyone likes kids,
feminists who squabble over their own self interests and probably feminists who
think women should never fraternize with the enemy (men) much less submit to a
long-term male partner sexually. I'm sure there's lots more people I disappoint,
but this is getting lengthy so I'm going to wrap this up.
My point is that despite all this I am still a woman, I have a right to be
here and live my life in the way I want to live it. None of my decisions make me
less of a woman and less deserving of love and respect. I demand the liberties
other people, usually men, take for granted; being able to live my life in the
way I want as long as I don't hurt others, being able to speak my mind without
being patronized, bodily autonomy and so forth. And other people think me a
Bitch for being that way. When people don't give me the freedom and respect I've
been raised to give others, I get opinionated and Bitchy and that's why people
call me a Heartless Bitch.
Country: Netherlands
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