I just wanted to take a moment to express my gratitude for this site and all of the wonderful women who run it and all of the women before, famous or not, who spoke and called it like it is/was.
I used to be one of those women who would say, "I'm not a feminist, but..." I never wanted to be labeled as a bitch or a lesbian or, *gasp* too non-conformist. One other reason I didn't want to be labeled as a feminist is because I wanted my point of view to be heard and it seemed to be that once the "f" word was out there, my argument was no longer being heard. I don't even remember when I first became aware that being female meant something about me was deficient. I was the sometimes-tomboy who was always trying to beat the boys while wearing pink jellies and bangles from my wrist to my elbow. I remember watching Point of No Return in my early teens and longing to become an assassin. I even cut my hair like Bridget Fonda's. I was decent at sports and competitive in the classroom. And yet, it seemed that I was constantly having to prove myself over and over again to my male peers.
I have always been pretty open and frank about sex and strangely, I escaped the slut label, despite having more than one sexual partner in high school. I always thought that was strange, especially since other girls who had slept with fewer guys did not escape the slut label.
I have no idea what this post was supposed to be about, but I wanted to connect in some way with other feminists and share a little about myself and also to confess that I was one of those women belittling other women, one of the Female chauvinist Pigs...and to apologize and say that I have reformed.
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Lol I was at the library saturday browsing and I came across 'we don't need another wave' and I had to chuckle because I am that chick Jessica was talking about.
I haven't read that one yet. It's on my Amazon Wishlist. But, when I was reading Female Chauvinist Pigs, I was definitely seeing a lot of myself. It was good to have someone call me on my own bullshit. It gave me plenty to think about.