Today, I had to sit and wonder once again, why doesn't this man respect me?
I am tired. I am done.
I feel like I am screaming at men to respect me and I am so so tired.
Somehow, respect for the sexual woman is such a struggle.
Why does it feel like respect comes so much more easily for other women?
I had to lie down on my bed, between e-lectures, covering my eyes with my forearms and chanting, "you deserve to be respected, you deserve dignity, you do so much". I had to come out of that and realise I was wasting time. Time that could be spent feeling good about myself and continuing to do everything I need to do.
