yes i am emotional and i am angry and i do demand justice.

But I am angry. I am angry at the whole world for being made for men and men only. I am angry at the world that often does not treat me like I am human. I am angry at the world for a system that was set up against me and all women. I, just like any other woman in the world, is a victim of this world. The moment we were born, we were already less than the men. Simply for being a woman in a man's world. They must have been scared of women, for how intelligent they were, how they created life and how they were so beautiful too. Those petty men were so scared, they created a patriarchal system. I am endlessly proud of myself for being good at many things in a world that does not encourage me the same way it does men. Hell, every day I have to fight the sadness that occurs from men who have no boundaries whatsoever, who stare at me like I am some piece of meat, who catcall me, who threaten me. They make this world unsafe for me. BUT, it is not me that is the problem, I know that. Because even if you play by their rules, they still get to you. The one question rape victims get asked all the time is the following – "But what were you wearing?". Well, how is that ever fair. The worst part is, some of these victims are actual children who were in their pajamas. Rape was a thing in the 18th century when all parts of the body were covered. I am not here to discuss the horrid reality of victim-blaming. I am here to express my anger towards this world. For stripping me and my female friends and any other woman of the chance to feel safe walking alone, not even at night, in the broad daylight too. The basic safety of walking alone or in a crowd. It's not safe. Almost any girl I know has a story. I have many stories, and I am so angry. It does not end in the street, it leads you to the classroom, where you will often meet a pervert teacher. Or it goes beyond the classroom. It's a society that expects nothing of men and yet celebrates their existence, while punishes women for anything they do. Isn't it interesting how some cultures ban women from entering religious temples when the woman is menstruating? Women CREATE life, they carry the baby then form a much stronger bond and have much better parental instincts than men do, and women have a body that does all this magic, and yet women are being punished for it. Seriously, petty men created patriarchy then religions that entirely disrespects women, deminishes them. Every woman I know is amazing, any extraordinary man I know has the same skills and intelligence as an average woman. I realized I am angry when I was in a work meeting and could not hear a single thing coming from a male supervisor's mouth because of how unsafe I felt around him. Then I looked at my male teammate, and realized how easy he has it. Because he can learn, he can collaborate and he can enjoy every single moment of it. And then there is me. Isolated. Because if I don't shut my brain off, I don't think I can survive. A world created for men to thrive together, on the expense of women. As I write this all down, the anger slowly disappears, and a sudden wave of melancholy appears instead. A feeling of emptiness. 

What's there left to do anyway. This post was supposed to be an analysis of how humility is not about clothing, now it's your classic "feminist rant". 

I have no respect for your religion if it has no respect for me. I have no respect for any abrahamic religion. I have no respect for cultures that put women in cold isolated rooms during her menstruation, that bans them from entering religious temples. I hate this world for treating women like objects of male satisfaction. I hate this world for capitalizing on women's insecurities over and over and over again. I hate this world where I constantly have to prove that I am worthy and deserving while every single man I know exists without anyone ever questioning it. I am angry at this world. I am not going to play by the rules of the patriarchy or by any religion.