This is for the women who don't give a f**k, respectfully.

 

This is for the women who don’t give a f**k, respectfully.

 

Generally, when we think women, we think wife, mom, caregiver. We equate women with domestic responsibility. This narrowed train of thought exists because we have been socialized into it.

 

Women are supposed to be feminine, soft and less aggressive, yet we are expected to be wives and mothers who make sure life's ships sail smoothly. We are expected to take on hard roles while remaining soft. This baffles me. Would you expect an ultimate fighter to punch an opponent softly? Shoutout to all the moms who make this absurdity work.

 

For decades, social constructs have created an unfavourable narrative for women. We spend our girlhoods glorifying silence, aspiring to be mothers, and fantasizing about the big day as if it were the only important day in our lives. We are taught to tame our passions which is particularly evident in the older generation. “Good women don’t fight back,” they say. I am perplexed by this senseless dogma because how long should women remain silent and be subjugated against? 

 

Today’s generation of women are changing the narrative. We are redefining what it means to be a woman. The 21st century has brought a trial of hope for women. Dramatic shifts in the ambitions and attitudes of young girls are occurring each day. We see more women working on their careers, shattering glass ceilings. More and more of us want to be the rich, traveling aunt. This new way of thinking is eradicating traditional definitions of womanhood. And I fully relate to this phenomenon. 

 

When I think of my future self, I envision her exactly as  I am right now…childless and unmarried. I do, however, hope I find my prince charming one day. I blame the romantic Aquarius side of myself for that. I don’t think about what dress I’ll wear on my wedding day nor do I see myself staying up, taking care of a wailing baby in the early morning hours.  Whenever I say this out loud, I’m met with questioning facial expressions. Almost as if I’m being shamed for not sticking to traditional ways of being a woman. But I have absolutely no desire to be like my mother, or any other mother out there. And I say this with the utmost respect and love. My mother is the real MVP.  

 

I am proud of all the women who consciously choose the unconventional paths despite criticism they receive from those closest to them. And no, we are not miserable and there is absolutely nothing wrong with us. It is, rather, an indication that women have been liberated and are creating new meanings behind the term womanhood.  

 

Remember folks: I am not shaming anyone’s beliefs. And after this post, I hope will not be accused of being emotional.