Feminista

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There was a time when I believed, like many of us did, that love meant finding someone who completed you. You know, the whole “you complete me” fantasy, like we’re walking puzzle pieces with bits missing. Cute in theory, utter nonsense in practice. But now, in my 30s (with a bit of life experience under my belt), I know better. I complete myself. I’ve done the inner work. I’ve worked hard to build a life I love. A man is welcome to join that life, but only if he adds something meaningful to it. Peace, growth, laughter… you know, the good stuff. Because when youRead More…

it's a man's world

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I’m not angry at men, I don’t hate men, I don’t think all men are rapists, violent wife beaters, or women haters. Of course, they’re not.  I know they’re not. I have a gentle father, a kind husband and two awesome sons, and numerous male friends who are nothing but exemplary citizens, fathers, husbands, business leaders. I can see good men trying all around me, good exemplary leaders everywhere. But yet I am angry, yes, I am very angry at the structures created by men, yes by men. All our laws, our universities, our Parliaments, our religions, our oldest and highest institutions all over theRead More…