The first time I shouted out I wanted to be a boy was around the age of 12.
It was on that day that I officially became a “woman” and was surprised by humongous pains and discomfort.
I asked my dad if he also had to deal with this on a monthly basis.
He laughed, while handing me a nice cup of hot tea, and said “boys don’t have to experience this, that’s why we are the weaker gender”.
His words of comfort didn’t work on me until 4 days later, when everything was back to “normal”.
Apart from the monthly womanly occasions, I have never thought about whether I was happy with the gender that I am. I really don’t care, except for the fact I really do believe living as a woman is a bit more expensive.
Kids, nowadays, seem to be convinced from a very early age whether they are happy with their gender or whether they going to fall in love with the opposite gender.
I will be be honest, I am quite empty-headed about his topic.
My main concern as a child was which flavor of ice cream I was going to pick.
And all I knew was that girls were going to be my best friends and boys would remain yukky until the age of around 16 when I would fall in love for the first time.
Did the today’s youth become more intelligent, more involved, more self aware?
Is it due the social media? The fact that there are hardly any taboo topics left in the world?
This does not mean I disrespect anyone.
But I am not afraid that I would feel more comfortable with a more conservative world.
Liberalism does scare me sometimes and based on my previous experiences, which I described in my blog about Feminism, I am a bit skeptical about it too.