And this might an unpopular once again. So brace yourselves 😉
I feel like we are living in a world where we can’t avoid the #METOO topic anymore.
Of course I feel bad for the women.
But even more so, I am concerned for regular, polite men.
What are they even allowed to say these days without unintentionally insult a woman?
Being the only girl in Engineering class you might think I was treated like a princess.
That everyone tried to get my attention.
Far from that.
Many didn’t care what gender I was.
Others were of some sort of religion who believed that women should cook for their man and raise the children.
Could I really blame them for saying the same to me? Probably not.
Some kept on stating that I wasn’t going to make it through the first year, then the second, then the third and the fourth.
Until the day of graduation.
The nastiest asshole came to congratulate me.
“I never believed we would be both be standing here on the same day, but I was wrong. You go girl”.
Maybe he didn’t think I was going to make because of my female genre, but maybe because I really wasn’t as passionate about electrical engineering as most of my classmates were.
Could that possible be it?
I remember this one guy who kept on insisting to go out with him.
I always said no, but if he didn’t talk to me or gave me attention for just one day, I became angry with him.
Sounds familiar to you?
I remember going to London on a trip.
Everyone called us “Darling”, “Sweety” or “Honey”.
My friend felt extremely insulted by this.
But could it be that this is actually part of the polite British culture?
Before writing this post I did some research and came across the following:
Why are we assuming men have done something terrible to every woman out there in the world.
Maybe this is a “Thank God” moment, but I sincerely can’t think of any case where a man has assaulted me so I can be part of the #METOO movement.
Something else did happen, not too long back.
I was sitting outside talking to another lady.
She suddenly placed her hand on my leg and squeezed in it.
Now, I can’t deny that I have pretty muscled legs and it might pretty rare for a female. But you could have asked, you know?
At that exact moment I felt what women, who have been assaulted by men, might feel.
A feeling of weakness.
Not even able to say “No” or push them away.
I simply froze and was left confused.
Now let’s say I report this.
I place it all over social media.
Would I be taken serious? Would someone even believe me?
Men aren’t all saints, but certainly women aren’t either.
Yet somehow there always seems to be a way to rectify their actions.
I said it in the beginning of the post, but let me repeat myself:
I feel bad for the woman, but also want to raise awareness for men who never had any bad intentions.