u/Maximum_Walt

so Nana Patekar died today alone in his Goa home and naturally everyone is paying their reapects to him.

But nobody mentioned the allegations (which to me felt very true) that Tanushree Dutta laid on him.
How are we so quick to forget such acts and remember a man based off if just his stupid memes even?

like what????

There is a hashtag in x #٢٠٣٠_بلا_نقاب
#no_more_niqab

Translates to 2030 without niqab

Its been trending in x for the last 4 days , we are asking for the right to choose whether we wanna wear it or not , unfortunately 80% of us are being forced to wear it from a young age , and we really don’t have the choice to take it off , I personally confronted my parents that i wanna take it off many times and it didn’t end up will , i got hit and shouted at just for saying i don’t wanna wear a piece of fabric , and hit by my brother for taking it off to eat , its very suffocating and it makes our lives harder and less flexible,

Please listen to us for the first time in years we as Saudi feminists united against oppression, so we can have the choice to wear what we want

In 2017 we got the right to drive because our case got attention and have become global and got a lot of recognition, if your interested go check kellie-jay keen on x

Please we want recognition, we don’t want the case to get cold and forgotten, and you can see the hashtag and read other people stories and struggles,

And if you wanna know more i could inform you ,

Right now, there is a huge outcry in Iraq over the Ja'fari Personal Status Law, and I honestly need people outside Iraq to understand why.

This isn't just some change to a law that we can simply ignore. We're talking about women's lives, girls' childhoods, mothers and their children, and the basic rights people should have over their own lives.

Under this law, the marriage age would no longer simply be 18. Religious rules could allow girls as young as 12, or even younger, to be married. Think about that for a second. We're talking about children.

Women could also face restrictions when it comes to inheriting land. And a husband could change his personal-status affiliation to Ja'fari law without his wife's knowledge, potentially changing the legal rules governing their marriage without her even knowing.

And then there's what happens to mothers and children after divorce. A mother could lose custody of her child after only a limited period, with the child then being given to the father. Even if that child desperately wants to stay with their mother, they may not be allowed to.

How are we supposed to stay silent about this?

We're not asking the world to speak for us. We're asking you to listen.

Please don't let what is happening in Iraq disappear behind legal terminology and political headlines. There are people here who are genuinely frightened about what these changes could mean for their lives.

We want our voices to reach beyond Iraq.

We want people to know what's happening.

And most importantly, we want to be heard.

Anyone else come to the realisation that the picture was so much bigger than just their own family? That this is a systematic problem, and you just see the signs everywhere you go. Not just a narcissistic family dynamic, but a whole societal narcissistic dynamic.

Psychopaths and narcissists in power everywhere, dishing out their abuse on scapegoats in workplaces, schools etc

The shallowness and fakeness we all have to portray just to fit in. Like everyone is living in a mass delusion, and we all act like success is virtue in this weird dynamic we’ve created.

It’s like a global cognitive dissonance, and you’re the crazy one for not going along with it. Your name and reputation is smeared for even questioning it.

It’s funny how we make mental health a personal responsibility, when it’s just a byproduct of the family, which is a byproduct of the system.

Long post alert..

I am 5 months postpartum with my second child, and I’m currently staying with my parents until the baby grows a little. And honestly, I’ve started regretting the decision to come and stay here.

I came because I needed help. I have a baby and a five-year-old, and I knew I couldn’t do everything alone. My husband is a doctor and is always busy, and I don’t really have any help from my in-laws. I thought staying with my parents would make things easier.

And yes, they help me. I’m genuinely grateful for the things they do.

But lately, the emotional cost of being here feels like too much.

I constantly find myself having to defend my five-year-old from the very people I came here to depend on.

She is FIVE. She is stubborn. She throws tantrums. She says no. She gets loud. She has big emotions and obviously doesn’t know how to regulate all of them perfectly. That’s what being five looks like.

I have absolutely no problem with my parents correcting her. I don’t believe children should be allowed to do whatever they want. But there is a difference between correcting a child and treating normal childish behaviour like disrespect, disobedience or a personal attack.

What hurts me the most is when my own mother is harsh with my daughter for doing something childish, and then gives me the silent treatment when I question it or simply ask her to be gentler.

And then comes the justification We love her, we cuddle her, we do so much for her. Don’t we have the right to scold her?

Of course you can correct her. But loving a child doesn’t automatically make every reaction okay.

Another thing that really bothers me is when I’m not around and my daughter does something my mother doesn’t approve of, she tells her, “Your mother will scold you if she sees this.”

Why?Why make me the scary parent?

Why make my child think that I am going to be angry with her for every little thing?

That really triggers something in me.

Because lately, I’ve also started remembering parts of my own childhood that I thought I had moved past.

I remember being beaten. I remember being shouted at. I remember being treated harshly and being expected to simply accept it because they were my parents.

There are so many childhood moments I had buried somewhere because, as a child, there was really no choice but to accept what the adults did.

And now, when I see similar reactions towards my own daughter, some of those memories come rushing back.

Things I thought I had moved past suddenly don’t feel so far away.

Maybe that’s why I react so strongly.

Because I know what it feels like to be the child on the other side.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up believing that being loved means accepting harshness.

I don’t want her to think an adult is automatically right just because they are older.

I don’t want her to learn that questioning an adult deserves silent treatment.

And I definitely don’t want to repeat the same cycle just because that’s how I was raised.

I can correct my daughter. I can set boundaries. I can tell her no. I can discipline her.

But I also believe adults have a responsibility to regulate themselves around children.

The hardest part is that I came to my parents because I needed support with my children.

Instead, sometimes it feels like I’m carrying the weight of my own childhood while simultaneously trying to protect my daughter from experiencing parts of it herself.

And honestly, I regret making the decision to stay here.

Am I delusional or selfish to think like this?

Should I not set a boundary because I am getting help?

TL;DR

I came to my parents for help with my two kids, but I’m finding myself constantly defending my five-year-old from the very people I depend on. It’s bringing back painful memories of my own childhood and making me question where gratitude ends and boundaries begin.

I have so much anger inside me that my hand shakes while writing this. There is a protest happening in the national capital region of India, which no political party feels important to align themselves with. Three rape cases have been reported in 24 hours:a 6-year-old girl, an 11-year-old girl, and a 17-year-old girl, and I am only talking about Delhi. The women marching in this protest have their faces covered lest they get persecuted. Persecuted for asking for the right to live safely in one of the biggest democracies in the world.

To not be sexually assaulted in India is a matter of luck. We would swap stories in my engineering hostel of when and what age and sadly realise that everyone of us had an anecdote.

Every time I take an Uber, I share the live location to my relatives. I choose costlier flats to rent because they are in gated societies. I buy pepper spray as a regular purchase and give it to my female relatives. I am the privileged section of society who has accepted that we have to pay the tax of ‘being a woman’.
I rue the day I was born in this country where half the population is still fighting for basic dignity. I wish some political party fought for our rights even at the cost of our gender being reduced to a vote bank or political pawns.

Women here are a catalyst, a commodity to be traded, a source to satisfy your deviant wishes, a baby factory, and an object to be discarded. Just look back to the two biggest mythological sagas in Hinduism. The events in Ramayana and Mahabharata did not kick in the highest gear till Sitaji got abducted and Draupadi got disrobed. Still what do we have to complain about, we have multiple festivals celebrating and worshipping women goddesses.

I think that’s why we forgot to treat women as people.

As a tax-paying woman, today, my rights to roam around in the parks of my country’s capital are curtailed. The same city that hosted BRICS, Commonwealth games and so many international events. We treat foreign guests better than our own women. Hell, our cows are treated better than our women. Our political parties have enough money to pay off citizens during election season, but not enough money to repair broken street lights. I used to feel so disgusted that the state I hail from tops the list in female foeticide. Now, I am not so sure even I would want to give birth to a daughter.

I have been offering fractional growth marketing services for the past year and I have gotten really great results for my clients but I struggle with owning it and selling myself. Does anyone face this as well? I know my male counterparts would be so much more louder if they drove the same results and women tend to downplay their successes largely.

I don't know if I am alone in feeling this, but any advice would be welcome.

The phrase "male centered" used to be a helpful critique of prioritizing men's approval over women's well being. Recently however, it has been weaponized on social media to shut down women who speak up about harassment, abuse, or systemic double standards.

It is a subtle form of manipulation. The moment a woman shares a personal story or critiques harmful male behavior, critics derail the conversation by calling her "male centered" for even bringing men up. Because no feminist wants to be accused of centering men, the label triggers self doubt and pressures women into silence.

Exposing harm, sharing safety warnings, and calling out abuse isn't "male centered" it's community defense. Labelling women as "obsessed with men" for simply addressing the harm men inflict is just an updated, progressive sounding way to police women's speech and keep systemic issues hidden. Don't fall for the rebrand.

I know those A.I. whistleblowers came forward- but what I will say is this—— Sam Altman and the rest of the Nerd Reich stand to benefit if their shareholders truly believe that A.I. is as powerful as those whistleblowers say it is. These freaks would get excited and invest even more. Also the whistleblowers are really comfortable sharing their identity outright- which I find to be weird. My guess is the whistleblowers are actually still on the company’s payroll, and they are “coming forward” to keep the A.I. bubble from popping. I truly believe they have absolutely nothing—- because it’s not even slightly profitable. I think they are selling the public some certified dog shit about A.I’s capabilities