It doesn’t matter if you don’t think my problems are real problems. To me they’re huge and I can hardly breath and I don’t know how I’m going to make it through the day sometimes and that is a problem.
If you look at the fact that you have a roof over your head, food to eat, that you are young and beautiful and live in a peaceful land, then no, you have nothing to be sad about. But the fact is, we are not only a physical body, we have souls too, and sometimes our souls get sick. If you break a leg you don’t just say ‘I have no reason to have a broken leg’ and ignore it; you seek help. It’s the same when your soul gets hurt. Don’t apologize for being sad.
I don’t believe in the word “slut” or “hoe” or anything that gives a shameful name for women acting upon something as natural as sex. Whether women want sex or they don’t, they aren’t wrong for sleeping with someone. A lot of sex, a little, with ten great people, or eight horrible people… Women may be curious or sad or brilliantly happy, but they aren’t wrong. “Slut” is wrong. It sounds revolting, mean, and just sickening. Which is the last thing a woman is. And if, for crisis sake, you feel you HAVE to say the word “slut” then I sure hope you aren’t touching a woman let alone having sex with her, because you obviously aren’t fit for the role to please soemthing you insist to dishonor yet BEG for on an hourly basis.
Because I am so tired of seeing constant posts shaming the shit out of women.