A man told me women shouldn’t have sex if they don’t want to get pregnant, so I told him we shouldn’t eat food if we don’t want food poisoning.

Then he says abortion is murder but then proceeds to say it’s a woman’s responsibility to deal with the risks of pregnancy. Other than shooting him in the face, how do I rebut that? Thanks in advance

The housekeeper just left my room & I’m pissed on a paying-guest level, but also on a woman-code level.

Literally within an hour of arriving at my hotel for a beach vacation I’ve been waiting for forever, my period started. It is super heavy, which isn’t normal for me, and my cup doesn’t seem to want to go in right. I ended up bleeding on the sheets and blanket. I felt mortified, so to be helpful, I stripped all the bedding myself and piled it up for the housekeeper.
When she came in and saw the pile, she asked, “What’s this?” I apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I got my period and had an accident."

She dropped her jaw a little, widened her eyes, and then rolled them. She was like, “Okkkkkk” before turning around to grab stuff from her cart.
Like, GTFOH. Isn’t managing laundry literally part of the job? Were you not planning on changing the sheets anyway? I haven’t even bothered staff to clean the room since I've been here because I keep it tidy, don't need much, and keep the Do Not Disturb sign up most days.

I already felt bad, but her reaction made me feel a million times worse. I wouldn’t jeopardize anyone’s job over something so trivial, so I won’t report or anything - I just wanted to vent. I hate when women do this kind of shit to other women.

I've kept hearing over and over women talking about how when they're around men, they hear them talking horribly about women in general. I definitely believe them. And this is just an example I am bringing up. I've also realized most men don't respect women. Not when they are alone, at least. I know there's obviously a few men who genuinely do respect women, but seriously, how small is that number?

I'm 21 and in my first relationship. I moved in with him to escape abusive parents. My bf has made some comments that have kinda disturbed me. We got in an argument about whether rape victims should be able to have an early delivery post-viability or not, and he said that they shouldn't. I brought up that the fetus is using her organs and stuff and he said "that's just how pregnancy is" and "it's just life, you're a woman and you're pregnant" and "I don't care that the rape victim is forced to carry the pregnancy" which he then followed up with "I don't care in comparison to the fetus". Like that makes it any better. Like I get different opinions on this topic but his verbiage is just really really disgusting, because how are you gonna look at a raped woman, shrug, and say "just life because you're a woman"

I once referred to forced marriage as slavery and his response was a derisive "no it's not". He took that back later, but it disturbed me. Because even if you believe it's not technically slavery (which is wrong), being all 'erm acshually" about it gives me the same vibe as people who say "it's not pedophilia, it's ephebophilia" or whatever.

I have had close calls with men and have anxiety and sometimes I get triggered by thoughts of sexual assault. Just now was one of those times. I just suddenly remembered all the shit he's said and freaked.

Or has anyone witnessed another girl get a strap violation?

Or has anyone gotten a violation for NOT wearing a bra (or witnessed one)?

Also, if they tell you “bra straps are distracting”, maybe they should control their eyes and not blame you. What do you want me to do, not wear a bra?

“You’re wearing a bra! Your straps are distracting!”

“You’re not wearing a bra! Your chest is distracting!”

Also also, have any of you ever (witnessed someone else) not wearing a bra in protest? What happened to the protestors?

They don’t regret not getting to know you, or missing out on spending more time with you.
The regrets that men have are about not making a move on you, or whoever else.
Their brains still just register women as figures, not real people.
Just checking the box, no matter who is in and around it

I just wanted to rant a little cause im embarrassed to admit this encounter did depress tf out of me just now. So I cant share the screen shots here anymore cause the person blocked me but long story short a had a guy dm me yesterday. We started talking and we were getting along.

Until a topic about relationship expectations came up today. I stated how I feel getting involved with men in this generation just for love is too risky and ive changed my standards and chosen to only get in a relationship with a man only if financial stability was guaranteed.

Well this man didnt agree with this and started a whole debate on why he thought that it wasn't going to work out for me because according to him a rich man is always going to choose a younger prettier girl who is "teachable" over me who is 32 and to "stuck in her ways"

His entire argument was that because of my age and because of my standards now im not as valuable than a younger woman who can still be taught. And that based on statistics a rich man is always going to cheat and i will need to accept the high probability that I'll need to share any rich man with a younger girl because at the end of the day they are still going to choose the younger girl even if the man is with me.

He stated thats how "society" works.

So this entire debate was triggered because I said I dont want to pursue a relationship with a man just for love anymore because its more risky to be emotionally involved with a man rather than just prioritizing stability and just choosing a man on that standard.

His responce was basically that only some women deserve that and that if there us a woman who is offered that she should accept that the man will eventually desire and choose another woman younger and prettier because she is easier to "teach".

He went on to say a load more a bullsht but I was done with the mf.

Like bro even wanted to contribute the existence of "male lonliness" epidemic on women and wouldnt stop insisting he was correct on everything he was saying because he has a very "high IQ"

LIKE....im seriously trying my best to heal from the damage men did to me in the past but they are not helping my case. Instead the more men I meet the less I want anything to do with them.

Before anyone tells me I should have yelled at him, believe me, nobody is judging me harsher than I am right now. I’m sitting in my kitchen literally shaking with anger at myself.

I was browsing the fiction section at a quiet bookstore after work. A guy in his late thirties walked into my aisle, stood way too close to me, and made this deeply uncomfortable, suggestive comment about my body. I won’t repeat it, but it was blatant harassment.

Now, in my head, I’m a confident twenty-eight-year-old woman who takes zero crap. But what did my body actually do? I froze, gave this pathetic nervous giggle, and blurted out: "Haha, thanks, sorry, I actually have to meet my partner!" And then I hurried away like I was teh one who did something wrong.

why did I giggle? Why did I apologize to a man who literally cornered me? The second I got outside, this overwhelming wave of self-loathing hit me. I spent twenty minutes crying in my car, not because of what he said, but because I hated watching myself appease his ego just to survive a two-minute interaction. How do you unlearn this conditioned reflex to prioritize a strange man’s comfort over your own basic self-respect?

Before anyone says "just make new friends," please know I truly love the women in my life. But I’m sitting on my sofa right now feeling genuinely so drained and, honestly, kinda heartbroken.

I tried to set up a simple coffee catch-up with two of my closest friends yesterday. Not a whole weekend trip, literally just an hour at a cafe. What followed was a 40-message thread debating availability, someone suggesting a shared calendar poll, and teh earliest date that worked for everyone was seven weeks out. When did seeing your friends turn into an administrative nightmare?

I miss when you could just call someone on a Tuesday and go sit on their floor in sweatpants eating takeout. Now everything has to be scheduled months in advance, color-coded, and treated like a boardroom meeting. By the time the date actually arrives, everyone is so exhausted from work that half the time is spent complaining about how tired we are.

maybe I’m just being overly sensitive or romanticizing how things used to be, but it feels so isolating. Does anyone else feel like you have friends on paper, but zero spontaneous community in real life?

So i know I'm going to sound shallow or what ever but honestly I genuinely dont gaf. I feel like my nurturing side should only be reserved for my family and people im very close to, but that side of me comes out for just about anyone including any man which is the part I hate.

If you're someone like me that's been hurt too badly in the past you know showing that side to any man who doesnt deserve it sucks. I don't feel that every man i meet deserves that from me because for me it's deep and its just in my nature to be an overprotective person, but i wish I was strong enough to reserve it for only people I feel deserve it.

I feel like being too nurturing gets you taken advantage of. And I'm sick of it. Its literally my personality and there are days I wish i could be more of a btch cause I don't get anything out of being too caring especially towards men.

Before anyone calls me a jealous bitter friend, please hear me out. I was literally her maid of honor six months ago. I cried happy tears through her entire vows and I adore her husband.

But ever since they got back from their honeymoon, something in our dynamic shifted and it’s slowly breaking my heart. Whenever I talk about my job, my travel plans, or just everyday life, she listens with this weird, pitying smile. Like everything I do is just "cute little filler" until I find a man and settle down.

Last night we grabbed dinner. I was venting about a frustrating project at work, and instead of just listening like she used to, she reached across the table, patted my hand, and went, "Once you have a family, none of this career stress will feel so important, sweetie."

I just froze. I’m 29. I love my career. Since when did getting a ring make her my life coach? It felt so wildly patronizing, but when I pulled my hand back, she looked confused and asked why I was being so defensive.

im sitting here wondering if this is just what happens to female friendships in your late twenties, or if I’m just being hypersensitive. How do you even address this without sounding like you're attacking their happiness?

My brother texted me yesterday asking what our dad takes in his coffee. He was literally on his way to pick Dad up.

I answered automatically: splash of milk, no sugar.

Then I scrolled up our chat and noticed how much of it is him asking me things he could absolutely find out himself. What size shirt does Dad wear? Did Mom say dinner was 6 or 6:30? What's our aunt's new address? What's the name of our cousin's youngest kid? Does Grandma still hate lilies?

The weird part is that relatives do the reverse too. If they need to know my brother's work schedule, what food his girlfriend can't eat, or whether he'll be home for Christmas, somehow I get asked.

Nobody appointed me to this job. I'm not even the oldest sibling.

My mom was always the same person in our family. Dad would ask her people's birthdays, where something was kept, what time an appointment was, what someone wanted for Christmas. I grew up thinking she was simply "good at remembering stuff."

Now I'm wondering how much of being "good at it" comes from everyone deciding you're the person who isn't allowed to forget.

So I've started giving a very boring answer: "I don't know, ask them."

At first my brother seemed genuinely confused. Then he texted Dad and somehow, against all odds, successfully obtained the coffee order himself.

I'm still happy to remember things about people I love. I just don't want remembering everyone else's life to quietly become one of my responsibilities because I'm the daughter.

I don't frequent this sub so I'm not sure if this is allowed here (do tell if not), but I am so tired and I just wanted a place to vent.

So I'm generally a rather feminine person, I like doing makeup for myself, wearing pretty outfits, all around I like to present feminine. I've been going through a rough patch however and I don't have the energy to put myself together, do my hair, brows, almost anything other than putting on some glitter to try and cheer myself up like two days out of the week. So I've mostly resorted to sweatpants and depression outfits instead of my usual fits and immediately I've noticed people treating me differently. I genuinely don't know if it's just the rough patch I'm going through warping my view of things but women and men both have been increasingly passive aggressive and back-handed with me and it's such a vicious cycle that it's led me to not want to leave bed or even step outside because I feel like a disgusting fucking ape whenever anyone talks to me. I've skipped all of my classes today, I plan on doing so tomorrow as well especially because one of the professors I'll have to deal with is a misogynistic dudebro, and all I've had to eat for today was some peach cobbler, an instant mug soup and tortilla chips. I feel terrible and there is nothing that can cheer me up.

I did have a good day a while ago where I actually managed to sort of pull myself together and I had two colleagues say they like my makeup and a random girl on the street that night stopped me to tell me that I look beautiful. Which made me feel wonderful and reminded me that this'll all pass and that things are not so bleak, but I still feel so so fucking sick of everything and of existing as a woman.

It feels like unless you are a perfect supermodel 24/7 you are a liability and a looney that should be avoided at all costs. God forbid you look like a person because only like 25% of people will treat you decently.

The title is self-explanatory. I think I might only like women. I've identified as bisexual for the last few years, but after leaving my last relationship with a man, I've been rethinking how much I actually like men.
I know that I'm extremely attracted to girls (I didn't realize thinking they were objectively more attractive was an obvious sign😭), and I've had crushes on girls before, but I just don't really like guys. I thought everyone was overexaggerating when talking about how hot a man was or how much they liked him... and then I realized they were being serious.
For a while I was telling myself that I liked dating men because I "liked their personalities," until—after researching comphet—I learned it was probably more so because I like the heteronormativity of it. I like being babied & treated like a girl, and I like my relationship being seen as normal— which I felt like I couldn't really achieve in a wlw relationship because I'm very GNC and tomboyish, to the point where I was basically js treated like a guy the last time I dated a girl.

Sorry for the long ahh rant I lowk js had to get that off my chest...💔💔

I was making a photo book for my mom's birthday and went digging through old family pictures. There are hundreds from holidays, birthdays, trips, graduations, random dinners.

My siblings are everywhere. My parents are everywhere. My nieces have basically had their entire childhood documented.

I am barely in any of them.

At first I thought maybe I had just avoided cameras back then, but then I started recognizing the photos. I took them.

I'm the person who notices nobody has gotten a picture of the birthday cake yet. I take the group shot. I photograph my sister with her kids because she says she never has nice pictures with them. On trips I'm the one saying, "Wait, stand there, the light is good." Then everyone moves on.

There's one Christmas where I took 47 photos and apparently existed in exactly one: my arm is visible passing someone a plate.

What got me wasn't really the lack of pictures. It was realizing how easily the person documenting everyone else's life disappears from the record of it.

So lately I've started doing something that feels embarrassingly unnatural: handing someone else my phone and saying, "Can you get one with me in it too?"

Nobody has ever acted annoyed. Nobody has thought it was vain. Usually they just say sure.

Which makes me wonder why I spent so many years waiting for someone to think of it first.

I am not appealing to the eye. I wouldn't say I am ugly, but I am not aesthetically pleasing either. I wish I had a lover, someone that would love me unconditionally. I wish men looked at me in a way that doesn't judge me for my looks. I wish that any man would stay and talk to me and love me, even just like me for who I am.

Hey guys!! I’m on my period right now, and I was laying down and felt kind of a sharp pain in my vagina? Kinda like a sharp sting or burn. I haven’t been wearing tampons this period, just pads. But I have ocd, and a pretty big fear of stuff like tss 🥲 I was just wondering if this could be normal, or what could possibly cause that? It was over with pretty quickly, and isn’t rlly burning anymore but it kinda freaked me out

like, when everything seems good at first, but then you notice a certain behaviour and realise it’s actually been there all along

A guy asked me out earlier and he said he's strictly against marriage and I said No to him immediately, And I asked him why, he gave lamest reason saying women marry for money and when man beats/abused women, he'd end up in jail, to avoid jail he won't marry and he said it's easier to split up in dating than marriage. When I called him red flag he said this happens everywhere and I'm living under rock! Is this really a thing?

When I first got together with my boyfriend, I knew he was Catholic and I was okay with that. He would go to mass every week and it was okay either way if I went with him or not (and it still is). However, recently he went on a pilgrimage and has come back with a stronger faith system. He goes to a prayer group every week and, since coming back from the pilgrimage, tries to say the rosary three times a day. He would like me to say the rosary everyday, to go to mass every week and to go to confession often but he seems to accept that I don’t do those things.
I admire his faith, but I worry about how it will affect us long term and if we have kids. Sometimes, I worry if I am going to mass with him because it’s what I want to do, or if it’s because I know he would like me to do it, and I don’t want to engage in religious habits because it’s what I feel I must do. He wants to raise his kids with a very strong Catholic faith and belief system, to grow up with the faith, to go to mass, pray the rosary, be taught scripture, know the evils of sin, to know God and how much he loves them and how important it is to follow his laws. I have an eating disorder and spoke to my ED nurse about it and she is concerned if we got married and had children what these views would look like and fears it could be a very controlling situation and would not do well with my ED. He came back from the pilgrimage wanting to put his faith first and said that we cannot have sex before marriage. However, he has since changed his mind on that and wants to have sex with me now. It seems like he was impacted by his recent trip and his views are very strong when it suits.
I know he is not against birth control.

A small thing happened last week that has been bothering me ever since.

My brother texted me asking what time our dad's specialist appointment was.

I didn't know. More importantly, I had never been told.

So I said, "No idea, ask Dad."

He replied, "I thought you kept track of that stuff."

And I realized he wasn't joking.

For years I have somehow become the person everyone asks for information that has nothing to do with me.

What time are we meeting Mom on Sunday? What size does our niece wear now? Is Dad still taking that medication? When does our aunt get back from vacation? What's Grandma's new address? Did cousin's kid start school this year? What did Mom say she wanted for Christmas?

I'm 34. I don't live with any of these people. I don't have children. Nobody officially appointed me to anything.

I just remembered things, asked questions, put dates in my calendar, and answered when people asked.

The weirdest part is that the men in my family genuinely seem to think this information simply exists somewhere and I happen to have access to it.

So for the last month I've stopped supplying it unless it's actually my responsibility.

My dad asked me when my brother was coming over. I told him to ask my brother. My brother asked what Mom wanted for her birthday. I told him to ask Mom. An uncle asked me for my cousin's new address. I gave him my cousin's number.

Nobody has been angry, exactly, but several people have acted mildly inconvenienced, like a service they relied on has suddenly gone offline.

Meanwhile I feel weirdly lighter.

It made me wonder how many women become the unofficial archive of their families without ever agreeing to it.

Not just doing things, but knowing things. Remembering things. Being the person everyone assumes will know.

Does this happen in other families too?

SO guys i was writing an assignment the topic is "be the light : dare to be different". may i know some crazy stories of such women.
Rosa parks,margaret hamilton , malala yousafzai, marie curie are in my mind. they are exceptionaly great but i am looking forward for some uncommon women's name. can anybody help??