How Men Treat Women

Well, I'm feeling sad again this morning. I was thinking about how Laura asked me if there was anything I wanted to know about Ben. The first thing I asked was, "Will he treat me well?"

I can't believe that that's the first thing I had to ask. I shouldn't even have to ask a question like that.

Yet, my experiences have gotten me to the point where I have to ask. Look at Ben, Ray's best friend. He did not care enough about me to date me, instead stringing me along as a friend with benefits when he knew that I liked him. Then, he did not care enough about me to be there for me emotionally. Finally, I stopped talking to him because he was not treating me like an equal. He did not respect me enough to hear my opinions and explanations. He basically said, "What I say goes, because I'm the man and you're the woman. I'm putting you in your place as a woman by not taking into account what you want and not even caring enough to listen to what you want."

Um, no thanks. No more chauvinistic assholes for me.

Then there was Ray, who was not chauvinistic, but was far worse. He fooled me by treating me very well at first, but then his true nature came through. He refused to talk about problems that we had, on multiple times trying to walk out of my apartment. He asked for my help with his drug problem, and then accused me of controlling his life when I was doing what he asked me to do-- telling him not to do drugs. He tried to get me to break up with him because he was too weak to do it himself, and then he strung me along for another two weeks when that didn't work and treated me like shit. He promised me that he would always be there for me emotionally, even after we broke up, and then he reneged on that twice.

Again, no thanks. No more emotional abuse for me.

I just don't get it. We live in the 21st century. The way men treat women today is completely unacceptable.

I see sexism quite a bit actually. I hate how men assume that I'm weak because I'm a woman. Then they see me at the gym and are like, "Wow, Veronica actually is strong. Stronger than I am even."

Yeah, so fuck you. I should not have to prove that I'm strong. People should instead assume that I'm strong until I prove them otherwise.

The next man I date will not be intimidated by my abs. One day, I will have a 6-pack. And I will proudly show it off. And any man who thinks that that's not attractive because I'm a woman deserves to go to hell.

Furthermore, the next man I date will not call me controlling for doing something he asked for my help with. The next man I date will actually be good at communication. Not only will he listen to me when I have a problem I want to discuss and work through, but he will also bring up problems of his own instead of passive-aggressively trying to get me to break up with him.


Is that really too much to ask?? Seriously.