“Maybe I’m tough because I’m a girl.”

If I were born a boy, my father would’ve raised me to be one hell of a macho man.

Growing up I did everything with my dad. When he was changing light bulbs, I was there handing him the bulbs. When he was fixing the doors lock, I was there handing him the screws. When he treated our chicken, I was there to hold their beaks open. When he went out to let loose our fierce dogs, I was there tying up three as he dealt with the other four. When he was slaughtering a chicken, I was there!

I highly doubt there is anything I cannot do by myself. I have done most of the things ever since I left my dad’s shadow by myself. I have moved out and moved in alone. I have fixed my fitness bicycle from only parts to a fully functional, aesthetic piece that I could ride on. I have fixed my bed from pieces, tightened the screws by myself. Oh and its still sturdy. I have fought my way through a lot of things. Growing up, my dad made it a song that only the tough survive. Tough I was made. You have to stand up for yourself. Standing up for myself I did.

The world is a strange, beautiful and dangerous place. Everyone, who has no idea on what it is to be you, will feel like it’s their place to tell you how to live and be and they will breathe down on your neck hard if you let them but I made a decision way before I turned 13 to never let other people to decide who I am. I want to decide that for myself.

I watched a certain series a while back, The Brave, if I’m not wrong and there was a soldier amongst the 6 who was a woman. She was strong, poised and her demeanour a sight for sore eyes. She knew she had to put in work to get to where she was and she never let her femininity stop her. She did not let superiority complex infiltrated men intimidate her either. This one time they were on a mission to save the ambassadors daughter from a heist and a little girl was passing by the gates. She saw the lady, gun hanging off her straight shoulders and stared in awe.

“You’re tough… but you’re a girl,” the little girl stammered in awe
“Maybe I’m tough because I’m a girl.” She replied with a smile and straight shoulders, her sophisticated gun dangling off them.

Never underestimate a strong woman.

You can watch that here:

https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=193478867888203&id=120404095195681&_rdr

It’s one of the most profound things I’ve heard in my life and I couldn’t help but think about it this morning. I hope you never let being a woman stop you and I hope, as a man, you never let women be intimidated out of achieving their full potential by men with delicate egos. These are your sisters, friends, mothers and daughters.

Add this series to your watch list! 🙂

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