Charlotte. 21 RVA. Puppies. Kittens.
Twitter. Facebook. Dailybooth. robo.to Formspring. Ask.
Reblogged from growlithe:
No wonder some women are unconsciously passive aggressive when expressing anger, sadness, or frustration. For years, they have been subjected to so much gaslighting that they can no longer express themselves in a way that feels authentic to them.
They say, “I’m sorry” before giving their opinion. In an email or text message, they place a smiley face next to a serious question or concern, thereby reducing the impact of having to express their true feelings.
You know how it looks: “You’re late :D ”
These are the same women who stay in relationships they don’t belong in, who don’t follow their dreams, who withdraw from the kind of life they want to live.
"-
Why Women Aren’t Crazy (via lagrandefille)
I hate when people claim that women are crazy or complicated or don’t know what they want because fuck you. When a woman is vocal about her opinions, desires, feelings, you call her a bitch or crazy or hysterical. Women have been taught that the only way to communicate while maintaining their physical and emotional safety is to be indirect.
(via pompadoursandpincurls)
i feel like i have to filter my feelings somehow at all times. i made someone cry a few weeks ago at school. i didn’t even insult him. i was expressing a critique about his art. at art school. when the guys do it, they’re informed and ‘probably right.’ when the women do it, we’re crazy overachievers. i find myself having to say, ‘i mean, maybe it’s just me, but…’ or ‘well, this is just my opinion…’ all the time. why am i afraid to say what i really think when no one else seems to be?
(via greenstate)
yes yes yes; softening your criticism with ‘i mean, i think it’s fine but maybe the prof won’t, he’s kind of a douche!’ and pretending like sexist jokes and violent statements aren’t creeping you out - ‘haha, yeah, i mean that skirt is pretty short but i don’ t know’ and then you look down at your drink and shrug when your friend asks you later why you were so quiet the rest of the night
(via growlithe)
Just because I’m not blowing sunshine up your ass 24/7 doesn’t mean I’m attacking you. It’s called nothing is ever black...
I find myself doing this sometimes. It’s one of the few things that really wreck my self confidence. Which makes sense...
Unbelievably relevant at this moment. *feelings* Whoops I can’t have those What are feelings I don’t know >_>
I’ve argued a lot about feminism today, and its relevance in our society. I think that things like this prove that it IS...
Fucking right! Jesus Fucking Christ! Whenever *I* have opinions, people dislike me because I’m “too strong” or “hostile”...
theme by Conkers