Posts Tagged Women
My biggest pet peeve that has nothing to do with blogging, being online, computers or anything else related to the Internet is…
Right or wrong, I hold women on a pedestal. It’s not that they are any more important than men but I have a respect and admiration and caring and something else that I just can’t put into words for the female gender. They certainly put up with a lot. Child bearing, dealing with the male gender, PMS, menstrual cycles, child raising, careers, and so much more.
The one thing I really hate is profanity. For anyone who uses it, it is most definitely your prerogative but this is my pet peeve and even if I step on someone’s toes, I have to be honest. So that being said, women who use profanity a little or even a lot are my pet peeve. Not the women themselves; just how their use of cuss words affects me when I hear it. Don’t misunderstand. I don’t like to hear it when men use it either. But there is a shiver that runs from the bottom of my spine to the top of my neck when I hear a woman curse. Even worse when it’s a woman I respect and admire.
There is something classy, no sexy about a woman who can get her point across without resorting to profanity. I’m not pointing the finger at any one person. All throughout the month I have seen profanity in post after post but do not think I am singling anyone out. In fact I am trying to go out of my way not to offend anyone reading this. Don’t go changing for me though. Be yourself. I kind of like the shiver running the length of my back from time to time although I could do without it.
Would you be interested in reading a blog where the tagline reads, Pooping in public? Pooping would thus describe each blog post written and published? Does the blogger sound like an interesting person? She is! Next Saturday, May 5th, Prinsesa Musang will be guesting here. If you have been following the 30 Days of Blogging Honesty, most likely you have read her comments or even visited her blog, Prinsesa’s Anatomy. If not I would suggest reading some of her posts especially from this month.
At the time of writing this post, 96 girls/women have taken this poll. It has been over a year since I put it on Mister Poll. The poll really means nothing in the grand scheme of things however after writing the The Most Beautiful Girl In The World post I got to wondering. A lot of females have low self esteem and I wanted to see if there were any commonalities. It didn’t take me long to figure out that I may have missed the mark big time with this poll.
I don’t really know what to do with the raw data and all the responses are intermingled. Regardless of not using the scientific method to compile and present sound information, I can give you the results. Interpret the results for yourself. I just want girls and boys, men and women to realize that despite situations and circumstances; despite what parents do or do not do, regardless of what they think they see when they look in the mirror; our young women of the world are worth more than gold and deserve to be treated with dignity and respect. Our young men as well.
If you haven’t read The Most Beautiful Girl In The World, please do so. Warning, this is a long, long post. Not in words, but one long image.
A few of the questions required a written response so I picked a few that I found interesting to share with you. Some of the responses caused a physical pain in my chest. I could feel their pain as I read the answers. Some of the answers seem far fetched but when I compared these responses to their other responses, I concluded it might be genuine answers.
1. Finish this sentence. I would be much happier if _____?
a) Someone out there loved me for who I am, rather than what I could be if I lost a few pounds.
b) I could feel accepted.
c) I were a boy.
d) My mom was still alive.
e) My parents had not been killed.
f) I had never been sexually abused.
g) I was normal and skinny.
2. In response to the question, As a child were you ever touched inappropriately or molested by an older kid, teen or adult? I asked, Have you told anyone other than someone your same age?
a) A priest.
b) No, my mom told me that it would hurt our family and I need to forgive my brother because it is my fault for being a girl.
c) I am afraid bad things will happen if I do.
d) No I want to pretend it never happened,…….,EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
e) Yes the boy got put into jail as he was 18 (I was 12).
f) I really cannot tell anyone because it has been consensual between my younger brother and me. We talked about it ending when I leave for college.
g) No, I never did, and 6 of the 8 are dead now, haven’t seen the other two in years.
3. How do you feel when you see yourself naked?
a) I know I could lose about 20 lbs. and be happier with my appearance – but I think my curves are sexy and I’ve become very confident in my naked self.
b) I think I look sexy for my age.
c) I like the way I look. I have a good figure and a pretty face that attracts attention where ever I go.
d) I’m a little heavy and have stretch marks, but overall good.
e)I generally like my nude body — and I think I am in good shape for my age — ah, but there’s the rub — I am no longer a teenager and haven’t been one for many years.
f) I try not to. I start wishing I had a better body but it doesn’t bother me that much.
g) Mad I let myself get like this.
I found this during my internet wanderings one day and I thought I would share it with my many female readers. Of course I want the men to read it too.
Photo Credit: Lohey
Why Women Cry
A little boy asked his mother, “Why are you crying?” “Because I’m a woman,” she told him.
“I don’t understand,” he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, “And you never will.”
Later the little boy asked his father, “Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?”
“All women cry for no reason,” was all his Dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.
Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, “God, why do women cry so easily?”
God said, “When I made the woman she had to be special.
I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world,
yet gentle enough to give comfort.
I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.
I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.
I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.
And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed.”
“You see my son,” said God, “the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart – the place where love resides.”