Whateven

When I was a little girl they told me I could be whatever I wanted. They forgot to tell me that people would ask my husband about his job and me about the kids, forgot to tell me that the company for which I work will have more rights that I will, forgot to tell me that my body will be up for debate in political circles, internet forums, the comment sections by people who cannot name the parts of woman that make a child, but will tell you the cells inside a womb are more important than those around them. They didn’t mention that if I tried to be a career woman and a mother that people would askhow? That trying to have it all would earn criticism instead of praise.What do you want to be when you grow up? I am going to be a woman, but I’d like to be a human, too.

“I love this twee”

"too vague" writes my English teacher on my essay

Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two.