Smashing the Patriarchy Begins With Me

I've been consuming outrage and fear and disgust like a starving child at an all you can eat buffet. And if I take one bite more, I am going to explode. And if I explode I can no longer smash the patriarchy.

This is not to say I can't send postcards, make phone calls, sign petitions. I can. But I can't take any more poison into my body. 

If I want to smash the patriarchy, I have to look at where it still lives and breathes inside of me.

If I want to dismantle the patriarchy, I need to stop being ashamed about my butt, stop apologizing for my thighs, stop being embarrassed about my round, voluptuous, female body.

If I want to smash the patriarchy, I have to look at where I still expect to be rescued. Where I still expect someone else to rush in and save/rescue/heal/save me. 

If I want to smash the patriarchy, I need to really examine where I still seek approval and permission and acceptance in the eyes of men.

If I want to smash the patriarchy I need to be willing to look at my own bias, prejudice, the lies I've internalized.

If I want to dismantle the patriarchy I need to support and empower beautiful, strong women. Starting with me. 

 

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