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Typing on a computer had never been so easy, my hands never so agile as they were on those keys and then she said it. The words hit me like a Freight train; fast and hard. ” I’m not doing anything with my life, I’ll just marry rich and have it all provided for me.” She said that. One of the most intelligent young women I had met, one with an extensive vocabulary and the most bizarrely beautiful mind I had ever known. She said that and suddenly I stopped typing.
” What?” She paused and gazed at me as if I had a hearing disability of some kind. ” I don’t want to be like you I want to get married.” What was that supposed to mean? Her tone didn’t suggest anything similar to a slight. ” Yes that’s all good and well but still. What will you do with your life aside from getting married? Just sit around?” She continued to look at me, completely serious. ” Yep.” ” But you’re so intelligent why?” The conversation continued for about five more minutes with her concluding that she was stupid and thus would need to get a man.
I was completely taken aback, astonished that such a blossoming young woman would consider herself in such a negative manner. I understand and understood at the time that only 23% of young women actually loved themselves but I never thought of self-loathing as the excessive luxury that it now is.
Why is that? Why is it that women everywhere, women and men alike have created a society where an absurd amount of modesty means that a woman can no longer say that she loves herself? Why is it that when a lady is in a circle of friends and the topic happens to magically dance onto diets that if you’re not on one you’re bragging?
Personally I believe that we’re all beautiful in our own ways and if some guy can’t see that then that’s his problem but if you can’t see it then you’re in way deeper than you know. After all the first step to any form of satisfaction is to love yourself.