Happy International Women's Day
New sketch, new vulnerable blog post
Ahh women. Can’t live with them, can’t live without them, amirite?! JK. But this is kinda exactly what I’m talking about on my blog today.
If you want to honor women, honor the parts you don’t like, too. And if you’re a woman reading this, they can be things you don’t even like about yourself! EMBRACE THAT SHIT.
I dove into some of that last night and it’s a pretty vulnerable piece, so bear with me. My finger has been dangling over that publish button for the past 4 hours. But here it is.
When I made this sketch for IG (here and below), it was basically a metaphor for myself (and most women, I’d assume). We’ve got good versions of ourselves and bad ones too. I think that’s “human” honestly, but women get called out on it much more than men do. I know it, you know it, we all know it. A man gets angry, he’s passionate. A woman does, she’s psycho. I don’t make the rules, I just know they still exist.
I felt like this was the right time to be one of the voices for women who are told they are “too intense” or “too much.” If that resonates, you can read all about it. It will also probably help answer the question I’m kinda sick of getting from men, which is: “how are YOU single??”
You think it’s a compliment but it’s not the best one. Pick something else. Reminding me that I’m pretty awesome and yet can’t find anyone to put up with me longterm is not the best way to start a convo, just fyi.
I’m not saying this is the only reason I’m single, trust me. I don’t take all the blame. Being tough and sensitive at the same time, while also being attracted to different varietals of the same guy (aka the scaredy-cat type) doesn’t help much either. It’s a tough cycle and I punch my ticket to Therapyland every damn week about it.
So if we’re going to sit around and play the social media holiday game, let’s do a little more than post a hot selfie, as we’ve done in years’ past. I mean, you can do that too. Don’t let me tell you how to live. But you can certainly do more. Talk about it. Talk to your girlfriends and ask how they’re doing and actually listen when they tell you what they need. You don’t have to take orders, but it’s about compromise. In my case, it’s also about understanding what someone went through.
PS here’s a link with a bunch of places where you can donate to aid in the fight for our reproductive rights. Somehow went back in time on that one. *insert anger emoji here*
Happy International Women’s Day. SLAY ALL DAY BABE.