Who run the world

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I woke up this morning and found a few mentions of myself on instagram. Girls that I barely know saying that I am inspiring, that I am the person they are looking up to.

That was such a surprise. I have so much to say, but I always feel like I can’t find the right words, I am also so afraid, so absolutely terrified of being misunderstood, being judged, being perceived as aggressive/impolite/too idealistic. So I am mostly keeping what is on my mind to myself. Even when my heart is bleeding because of some horrible injustice I just read about, I am very often staying silent.

And STILL, SOMEHOW some people think I am amazing and inspiring. This is a fucking miracle.

Now about the 8th of March (I have to do it):

This world is so hard on women already, I think the least we can do, is simply support each other. Very often we are way too competitive with each other, we see other women as enemies. We compare ourselves to each other all the time. We often make assumptions about other girls based on one specific thing, even if we don’t know much about them.

We think about girls “who don’t shave their legs”, “who overdo makeup”, “who are fat”, “who dress slutty”, “who have many cats”…

forgetting they are all different.

But it doesn’t have to be this way. Instead of concentrating on differences, why wouldn’t we try to assume other women are similar to us? And that we all potentially can be friends?

I didn’t shave my legs for 5 months, and still, I am friends with a girl who is shaved everywhere, permanently covered with glitter and getting naked in front of other people on a regular basis.

I am in a monogamous relationship and I am friends with a girl who is very promiscuous.

I don’t see any point in marriage but I am friends with a married girl.

I think the key is to just accept other women and whatever they do with their bodies and their lives and just try to be friends with as many of them as possible. Or at least don’t judge them, because… trust me, they are getting judged all the time anyway.

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