I work very hard and am attending college to obtain my degree in the Human Service field. Writing makes me feel alive and gives me the opportunity to touch those whom I would not be able to otherwise. Last but not least, I have been blessed with two amazing daughters who love me completely and support my dreams. Feel free to contact me with questions, concerns or feedback.
Prior to last Friday, I was 43 years old. I used to claim dyslexia and change it to the 34 year range instead. Now that I'm 44, there's absolutely nothing I can fall back on, so I've accepted my continual aging.
This semester at UW-Milwaukee, I chose a Women's Studies class. Despite the fact it was titled "Feminism", I thought, easy peasy, right? Little did I know that this one class over a series of just a few months would change my life.
I've always considered myself open minded, easy going and laid back. When it came to dating, I've always gone with the flow. I've viewed feminism through the eyes of Borat: a couple of angry, hostile, manly looking women, sitting around, bashing males. As an individual who prides herself regarding her sexuality and femininity, I've learned so very much that I had so very much to learn.
As a little girl, I was exposed to pornographic material through various sources. Neighbors, family, friends, everyone had access to books and magazines. I was schooled early on that women were objects and put on this earth to please men. I was even told by a family member that if I had an opportunity to become an adult escort, there would be no shortage of men who would pay for my company.
Sitting in class, my eyes were slowly but surely opened. I saw a documentary called Miss Representation. It basically covers how the media has controlled images of women and has turned us into objects for men and their viewing pleasure. It also shows how damaging it has become for all women regarding our body image as well.
Over the past couple of months, my mind has been slowly transforming my heart and spirit regarding my worth. I no longer see myself as an object for men. I now view myself as a worthy human being, filled with compassion, empathy, intelligence, wisdom, wit and so much more. I no longer feel the need to prove my worth to a man simply because I look a certain way or can perform sexually.
I now also view women differently. Having daughters of my own, I want them to experience freedom from society's view of women and know beyond a doubt that they are valuable simply because they were created, exist and have so much to contribute to society.
We must empower our mothers, sisters, daughters, cousins, nieces, friends, classmates and others to begin to value themselves. We must be a source of strength for one another in order to make this world a much better place for our children. We must teach our fathers, husbands, brothers, nephews, sons and every other man we encounter to begin to value women as whole individuals.
To all of the strong women out there, THANK YOU!