Well, well, well, here it is another weekend and what am I doing? I should be cleaning, putting our apartment back together, especially after a week or so of illnesses....but no, I sit here writing a blog, while the world around me is a mess of legos, shoes, papers, and coats. Thats ok though, because it will be waiting for me when I'm done. But after yesterday, I'm lucky if I can even stand. God, I'm dragging butt. It was terrific day...started out bad, but ended on a high note.
What profound thing am I going to write about? What major revelation will I pronounce? What secret will I expose to the light of day? I have absolutely no clue. But there are a few things that I ponder about. One of them is women. Woman, a enigma, a oxymoron. I can say that...since the last time I checked I am one. Men have spent centuries trying to understand such a baffling, mysterious, creature. Men crave them, need them, love them, protect them, and want to strangle them. They cry, beg, and plead to understand them, but all to no avail. Face it men, it just is. Even I can't explain the secrets of a woman.
I act like a typical woman....in most cases. I can be moody, emotional, loving all in a span of just seconds of each other. I don't do it for attention, or to get my way, though I can be manipulative. I don't mean to, it just happens. But for me, the major thing that makes my head spin is how women can treat each other. I have always heard about this "sisterhood". That all women are in it, should honor it, and should never do another woman wrong because of it. Ok, I'm fine with that, I can even swear by it....but where is this sisterhood? Where is the code? The laws and by-laws? Am I the only woman that knows about it?
If you look back at my history, I have very few female friends and theres a reason for this....I didn't trust them then, and am weary about them now. Sometimes the cut that bleeds the most is one that is done by your "own". Women amaze me in their cruelty that they can deal out towards other women. They will draw blood if another woman is prettier, sexier, dressed differently are dating a certain man. They will tear another woman apart if she is different in her behavior, style, belief, or self-confidence. Women are not beneath taking another woman's husband, boyfriend, or life. Why? Why do they do that? Why do they feel that they need to or that they have the right? Yes, yes, I know, it takes two...but in a lot of cases, there is only one.
I have never felt the need to do that to another person, let alone another woman. What would that do for me? Does that make a person feel bigger? Better? Not for me. I would love to have had more women in my life as friends, as "sisters", but I never could because I couldn't get past their spitefullness. Now, don't get me wrong, I love being a woman, I have even loved a few women. But I can't understand why they have to attack each other. If there is a sisterhood, then why doesn't more of them act like it?
Everyday a woman, a girl, a female, is being hurt....pysically, mentally, emotionally. Everyday another woman is being beaten down, broken. They are being killed, abused, tortured...we should stick together, we should watch out for each other, we should love and accept each other....We should quit trying to tear, destroy and hurt each other. Maybe when we quit attacking each other and start banding together, maybe the crime against women and girls will cease....Its a thought......
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