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They thought they taught me how to be a woman...     Expected to be strong hearted with a sharpened tongue and a backbone made of steel,    Masquerading underneath a veil of indifference and resilience.     Never showing lack thereof nor revealing weakness, but instead to take the lashes of sexism to the backside with ease:    Taught to work finger to fragile bone, to stand ground on pained soles... Then commended for being a "woman"!    Am I only good for surviving toil? To be trampled over by the societal ideal that a woman is only known for making do with what's left to her? NO. They only thought they told me how to be a woman. A woman is more than just a showcase of her strength. She deserves more than the applause for her taking more than what or who's child she can bear.   A woman is neither her survival nor misfortune. A woman's essence lies between her pain and her strength to rise.
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Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 2:27 PM UTC
Am I a Woman.. How About Now?
They thought they taught me how to be a woman...     Expected to be strong hearted with a sharpened tongue and a backbone made of steel,    Masquerading underneath a veil of indifference and resilience.     Never showing lack thereof nor revealing weakness, but instead to take the lashes of sexism to the backside with ease:    Taught to work finger to fragile bone, to stand ground on pained soles... Then commended for being a "woman"!    Am I only good for surviving toil? To be trampled over by the societal ideal that a woman is only known for making do with what's left to her? NO. They only thought they told me how to be a woman. A woman is more than just a showcase of her strength. She deserves more than the applause for her taking more than what or who's child she can bear.   A woman is neither her survival nor misfortune. A woman's essence lies between her pain and her strength to rise.
Women are much more!
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Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 2:27 PM UTC
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