This morning, I opened my dry, puffy eyes, recalled everything that happened over the past few days, allowed the pain of it all to slowly consume me, and then…
And then, I made a promise to myself.
I swore to build my entire financial empire upon the disrespect, aggression, insecurity, violence, objectification, abuse, degradation, invalidation, and toxicity that men use to keep us, as women, down and raise themselves up.
I’m going to turn all my trauma into hard cash, and I’m going to use the very system which oppresses me to do it.
You might have questions; I may have answers.
Nevertheless, I [very] unfortunately can’t share much information about my multi-pronged business plan just yet.
- It’s still in its early stages. I don’t want to make any blaring statements about my direction until I’m sure I can follow through with it.
- Until I am successful, which could take a very long time, I can’t risk the chance of my personal failure being used against us (women) in the already uphill battle for gender equality. Not only do I want my failure to be my own, but I also don’t want it to become another tool used to oppress the very group I’m trying to empower.
- I’m a little superstitious, so I don’t want to risk jinxing my plan by pushing it out of the nest before it’s actually ready to fly.
What you need to know right now is that I’m making changes.
I’m learning to hold my head up high, remember my self-worth, and not let others (men, especially) invalidate me. I need to be ice if I’m going to officially dedicate my life to this battle…
I’m also currently in the process of branching out, nurturing my mentality, gathering information, and planting the seeds necessary for my new plans to bloom.
Life on Earth cannot thrive without water; fortunately, I plan to hydrate every last part of my scheme on a routine basis.
I’m also taking steps to further that which I already have in motion; I’m ready to make more of myself and my disciplines than I have thus far. These practices will be my weapons moving forward, and I need to be able to wield them with expertise if I’m to have any chance of triumph on my mission.
Last night, I went to sleep confused, hurt, and exhausted.
This morning, I woke up and decided that enough is enough.
I swear to you all that I will be relentless. I will fight my ass off for this cause, and do my best to be courageous, strong, righteous, and fearsome throughout. My might and willpower are not up for debate, nor are they optional anymore.
Today is the day I promised myself that I’m going to build my success atop the blood, tears, and corruption of the very patriarchy which oppresses, traumatizes, and attacks women every, single, fucking day.
Today is the day I finally and officially dedicated my life to fighting for the very justice I, and every other woman, deserves.
Today is the day I took an oath to make the patriarchy my bitch.
There. That’s much better.