Why are you afraid of me?

Have we not grown up in the same world?

I was born and raised at the same time you were.

I have seen all that you have seen.

I have been in many of the same places that you have been.

I have struggled just as you have struggled.

I have lived just as much as you have lived.

Yet you try to hold me back, push me down, shun me, send me away.

Why do you do this?

I was with you in the garden, and I have been with you ever since.

You could have stopped me when I made that single wrong decision,

But you never stopped me and have blamed me for that mistake ever since.

You claim that I am evil or need to be put in my place.

You claim that I am weak or too emotional.

You claim that I am demanding and irrational.

You claim that I am incapable of doing various things that you do all the time.

You objectify me, you torment me, you suppress me, you abuse me, you rape me, and you plague me.

You say that when I demand for justice I am asking too much.

You try to push me down when I attempt to rise.

You try to set me back when I try to get ahead.

You keep me from using my voice out of fear of ridicule and abuse.

You have hurt me for so long and when I demand equality you claim it will be mine but don’t fulfill.

You have taken so much from me for so long.

I do not blame you for your frustration and anger, but I demand to understand your hate.

Why do you sometimes hate me and love me the next minute?

What is with this dual personality?

Why do you suppress your emotions until all there is left is anger, hate, and rage?

I was made to be your equal, not below you or above you.

I was meant to be your companion, not your slave or master.

I was meant to be beside you, not before you or behind you.

Why do you keep trying to take advantage of my gentle nature and grow outraged when I fight back?

Why can you never let me be who I was meant to be?

I have tried to be good to you for so long and you have grown to expect it.

I refuse to be that way anymore, yet you act surprised as to why.

I am not meant to take care of you as if you were a baby.

I am not meant to be treated the way you have treated me for so long.

I am doing my best to not create war between you and I but with how you act my patience is failing.

You should have treated me better from the start, but the past cannot be changed.

Instead, we are where we are now, and something has to give.

I can assure you that it will not be me who gives this time.

This time you will not be able to push me away or my demands.

You will treat me as an equal in respect, in payment, in justice, and in care.

I will not be stepped on anymore.

I will not let you get away for how you’ve treated me without justice being served.

I will not hurt you; I have never meant you harm and never will, but you have hurt me, and it stops now.

Do you understand what it is I am saying to you?

Can you comprehend my pain and anger?

I am doing my best not to lash out as you have done to me, but I lose control sometimes.

This is why I do not blame you for your anger, but I know that not all of your anger is justified.

Why do you act like being Man makes you better than me or gives you a reason to hurt me?

It doesn’t make you better than anything and does not give you permission to do as you please.

Stop looking at me like that.