I got this post on Facebook and thought I should share..I tag it the "Agony of Womanhood" and below it is a side reply by a male counterpart.
I AM A WOMAN!!! -
So what?
I get into an argument with a man, he slaps me, I feel the pain, yet they tell me I provoked him. I should have been quiet, I should have been patient. I should apologize to him.
I get into an argument with a man, I slap him, they tell me I have no respect, no home training. I should have been quiet, I should have been patient. I should apologize to him.
Because I am a woman, I don't have a right to be angry. So, the degree of my innocence is directly proportional to the degree of my silence in the face of oppression and brutality.....
Because I am a woman, my husband cheats on me, I am told to tolerate it to save my marriage. The barbaric and stupid excuse is that ''it is in their nature to cheat, I should slim down, dress better, cook better, pray harder and be more pleasant to him"
I cheat, and I am called a whore, I have committed an abomination, I have no right to look elsewhere for the love and emotional support I lack at home, I am an irresponsible mother.
So I am sent packing, from the home we both built, with all my earthly possessions stuffed into a tiny box on my head. I am henceforth forbidden from seeing my two older children, I'm lucky to be allowed to go with my little one still suckling on my left breast. Three years later, the little one is tagged a bastard. Now, my new name is "after-three", because I am a woman.
He is 28 and runs a company. He's tagged wonderful, hardworking, focused, career oriented, successful at a very young age.
I am 28 and I run a company " Hmmmm, she is not even married, unserious, can not order her priorities right, a hustler, loves money, let her go and get a husband oh"
And I wonder if being successful has anything to do with a person's gender.
Because I am a woman,
I am not allowed to have wits or be a prodigy, I cannot be financially buoyant, professionally successful or be treated with respect without a man beside me.
Then I am tagged a generous leg opener, "a runs girl". They never see the possibility that I actually had to go through ups and downs to get to where I am.
Because I am a woman.
A man looses his wife to death and remarries a year after, he did the right thing, he's being praised and congratulated for moving on, after all life is for the living.
A woman looses her husband to death and remarries after 4yrs, "ahhh! so early? Are u sure she wasn't sleeping with that man even when her husband was alive? That was why she killed her husband. She's a witch! " Because she's a woman.
Because I am a woman, this post will be considered controversial, and everyone will try to correct me.
But don't forget, that I am a woman and it does not make me less human!!!
Share to respect some woman.
Culled extract .....not mine.
Shared in celebration of International Day for women and FIDA
Here goes the reply by the male folks
I AM A MAN
That's the only 'crime' I committed.
I get into argument with a woman and she verbally abuses me and calls me unprintable names. She freely uses the weapon of words, and I am left defenceless as she crumbles my ego.
It enrages me but I can't react. I am not expected to.
If I talk back, I would be less than a man. If I hit her, even when she hits me first, I would be a beast; a man who can't control his temper, and if I walk away I am a weakling; a man who gives up before a woman. A half man.
I am expected to bear my pains and not cry out, even when it hurts beyond measure. A man never cries openly like a baby, they say.
And so I must bear the pain of disappointment and heartbreak, of the loss of a loved one, of physical torture, of emotional stress, of all manners of tragedy, and not let a tear fall.
But a woman can wail and scream, shout and cry, because she is only a woman and is naturally 'weak', and there's nothing wrong with openly venting those emotion of vulnerability.
And so I lean on my own shoulder, lick my own wounds, tell myself I am alright, that all is well and move on.
When it is war, I am expected to pick up arms and march to the war front, to kill or be killed without pity or mercy.
Because I am a man and I should be strong, strong enough to fight for both genders.
I provide every material needs of my family, and it is taken as normal. What i am supposed to do, and then they would remember I am the head of the family.
But when a woman provides, she becomes a 'super woman', praised, adored and held in exceptional esteem by all.
If I fail to provide, I become a villain and an outcast in my own house. I would be called incompetent, labelled weak and useless.
But for the woman who does not provide nor bring anything into the home, she is 'just a woman', and therefore the responsibility should never fall on her.
She is already absolved.
All the tough work are left for me; driving trucks, digging mines, operating heavy machinery etc. Because i am a man?
If I become a hair stylist, or a beautician, I am looked down upon or even tagged 'gay'. Now my gender has to choose for me in the eyes of the society?
It's difficult to believe I can be faithful to my woman. Just because i am a man? Yet many women cheat, and in the eyes of the world they are innocent because they were not caught in the act.
Yet I have been judged already.
She thumbs a ride and gets a lift because she appears vulnerable and needs help. I thumb and don't get because I ought to have hustled to buy my own car.
She flaunts her 'assets' and gets worldwide accolade and acceptance for being beautiful, I flaunt my six packs and is called a lazy bum who wouldn't want to work but whiles away precious time sculpting 'broke' muscles...
I marry a woman who is financially well to do more than I am, and I become a gold digger. A woman who does same does so for financial security; a necessity in marriage.
So she does well.
A lady meets a man and sleeps with him for money, society says she's trying to survive, and she is even pitied. A man does same and is a douchebag, a leech who lives and feeds off women.
A misfit.
And because I am a man who should be strong, who should be responsible and have all things under control at all times, who should be strong for and provide for his woman, I clamp down on all my pain and weaknesses.
Because my anatomy says I am male.
And they'll say this post is biased, lopsided because of my gender.
But the truth remains that I am fully human just like any other woman, and i should be allowed to fully live my life as such.
I am not just my gender.
I am me.
I think the problem from the onset is that we all have some duties and attributes attributed to us based on our gender. It didn't just start from this generation but it has been there from the creation of man and the earlier we get to understand this, the better for us.
I am a woman but then, I can't compete to be like a man..'he' is the 'head' and I am the 'neck'. My duty as given to me by God is to be his helpmate, to love him and to be 'submissive' to him and I'll do anything within my power to make sure that I don't fall prey.. If u think anything outside this, marry your bible..
I am a woman and my name is Nelly Udoh
I AM A WOMAN!!! -
So what?
I get into an argument with a man, he slaps me, I feel the pain, yet they tell me I provoked him. I should have been quiet, I should have been patient. I should apologize to him.
I get into an argument with a man, I slap him, they tell me I have no respect, no home training. I should have been quiet, I should have been patient. I should apologize to him.
Because I am a woman, I don't have a right to be angry. So, the degree of my innocence is directly proportional to the degree of my silence in the face of oppression and brutality.....
Because I am a woman, my husband cheats on me, I am told to tolerate it to save my marriage. The barbaric and stupid excuse is that ''it is in their nature to cheat, I should slim down, dress better, cook better, pray harder and be more pleasant to him"
I cheat, and I am called a whore, I have committed an abomination, I have no right to look elsewhere for the love and emotional support I lack at home, I am an irresponsible mother.
So I am sent packing, from the home we both built, with all my earthly possessions stuffed into a tiny box on my head. I am henceforth forbidden from seeing my two older children, I'm lucky to be allowed to go with my little one still suckling on my left breast. Three years later, the little one is tagged a bastard. Now, my new name is "after-three", because I am a woman.
He is 28 and runs a company. He's tagged wonderful, hardworking, focused, career oriented, successful at a very young age.
I am 28 and I run a company " Hmmmm, she is not even married, unserious, can not order her priorities right, a hustler, loves money, let her go and get a husband oh"
And I wonder if being successful has anything to do with a person's gender.
Because I am a woman,
I am not allowed to have wits or be a prodigy, I cannot be financially buoyant, professionally successful or be treated with respect without a man beside me.
Then I am tagged a generous leg opener, "a runs girl". They never see the possibility that I actually had to go through ups and downs to get to where I am.
Because I am a woman.
A man looses his wife to death and remarries a year after, he did the right thing, he's being praised and congratulated for moving on, after all life is for the living.
A woman looses her husband to death and remarries after 4yrs, "ahhh! so early? Are u sure she wasn't sleeping with that man even when her husband was alive? That was why she killed her husband. She's a witch! " Because she's a woman.
Because I am a woman, this post will be considered controversial, and everyone will try to correct me.
But don't forget, that I am a woman and it does not make me less human!!!
Share to respect some woman.
Culled extract .....not mine.
Shared in celebration of International Day for women and FIDA
Here goes the reply by the male folks
I AM A MAN
That's the only 'crime' I committed.
I get into argument with a woman and she verbally abuses me and calls me unprintable names. She freely uses the weapon of words, and I am left defenceless as she crumbles my ego.
It enrages me but I can't react. I am not expected to.
If I talk back, I would be less than a man. If I hit her, even when she hits me first, I would be a beast; a man who can't control his temper, and if I walk away I am a weakling; a man who gives up before a woman. A half man.
I am expected to bear my pains and not cry out, even when it hurts beyond measure. A man never cries openly like a baby, they say.
And so I must bear the pain of disappointment and heartbreak, of the loss of a loved one, of physical torture, of emotional stress, of all manners of tragedy, and not let a tear fall.
But a woman can wail and scream, shout and cry, because she is only a woman and is naturally 'weak', and there's nothing wrong with openly venting those emotion of vulnerability.
And so I lean on my own shoulder, lick my own wounds, tell myself I am alright, that all is well and move on.
When it is war, I am expected to pick up arms and march to the war front, to kill or be killed without pity or mercy.
Because I am a man and I should be strong, strong enough to fight for both genders.
I provide every material needs of my family, and it is taken as normal. What i am supposed to do, and then they would remember I am the head of the family.
But when a woman provides, she becomes a 'super woman', praised, adored and held in exceptional esteem by all.
If I fail to provide, I become a villain and an outcast in my own house. I would be called incompetent, labelled weak and useless.
But for the woman who does not provide nor bring anything into the home, she is 'just a woman', and therefore the responsibility should never fall on her.
She is already absolved.
All the tough work are left for me; driving trucks, digging mines, operating heavy machinery etc. Because i am a man?
If I become a hair stylist, or a beautician, I am looked down upon or even tagged 'gay'. Now my gender has to choose for me in the eyes of the society?
It's difficult to believe I can be faithful to my woman. Just because i am a man? Yet many women cheat, and in the eyes of the world they are innocent because they were not caught in the act.
Yet I have been judged already.
She thumbs a ride and gets a lift because she appears vulnerable and needs help. I thumb and don't get because I ought to have hustled to buy my own car.
She flaunts her 'assets' and gets worldwide accolade and acceptance for being beautiful, I flaunt my six packs and is called a lazy bum who wouldn't want to work but whiles away precious time sculpting 'broke' muscles...
I marry a woman who is financially well to do more than I am, and I become a gold digger. A woman who does same does so for financial security; a necessity in marriage.
So she does well.
A lady meets a man and sleeps with him for money, society says she's trying to survive, and she is even pitied. A man does same and is a douchebag, a leech who lives and feeds off women.
A misfit.
And because I am a man who should be strong, who should be responsible and have all things under control at all times, who should be strong for and provide for his woman, I clamp down on all my pain and weaknesses.
Because my anatomy says I am male.
And they'll say this post is biased, lopsided because of my gender.
But the truth remains that I am fully human just like any other woman, and i should be allowed to fully live my life as such.
I am not just my gender.
I am me.
I think the problem from the onset is that we all have some duties and attributes attributed to us based on our gender. It didn't just start from this generation but it has been there from the creation of man and the earlier we get to understand this, the better for us.
I am a woman but then, I can't compete to be like a man..'he' is the 'head' and I am the 'neck'. My duty as given to me by God is to be his helpmate, to love him and to be 'submissive' to him and I'll do anything within my power to make sure that I don't fall prey.. If u think anything outside this, marry your bible..
I am a woman and my name is Nelly Udoh
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