Dear Women Everywhere,
I’m not your enemy. I’m not one of the guys. I’m skinny but that doesn’t mean that I believe my worth is more or less than anyone else’s. We are more than our bodies. I’m not going to bash you in the hopes that doing so will make men like me. I don’t think men are children who need women to raise them and neither should you. I’m not going to call you a skank or a slut because of that awesome skirt you’re wearing or because your cleavage kicks ass. If you want to do pageants, that’s fine. If you want to be a stripper, that’s fine too. If you want to be a doctor or a scientist, that’s cool. My feminism will be intersectional and not limited to white, hetero, Christian, able-bodied and minded women. I will not call you catty.
If you say you were raped, I’m going to hold your hand and help you through it. If you’re taking a stand against social injustice, I will stand with you. If you think you’re one of the guys because women are bitches, I’ll still think you’re awesome. If you say you’re not like other girls, I will know that you believe there’s something inherently wrong with femininity and I will work harder to end misogyny. If you believe you have a specific gender role to perform because of your vagina, I will quietly show you all the things you can do when you don’t limit your awesomeness to societal constructs but I won’t knock if you’re a housewife either.
I will talk with you anytime, I will listen, I will shop with you, I will take dressing room selfies with you. I will not eat ice cream with you because I’m allergic to that shit, but I will hang with you while you do. I will be your friend because I’m not your enemy and you are not mine. I will be uplifting, I will be supportive. I will cultivate as many female friendships as I can, understanding that one of the best things in this world is the intimacy that comes from friendships with strong women.