Would you choose to be a woman?
I think about this often. If I were able to choose before I was born, would I choose to be a woman?
Being a woman, a radical feminist, is the strongest and most powerful element of my identity. I love womanhood, female camaraderie, spreading the RadFem movement, the list goes on and on. But in this current day and age, it’s no secret that we are still strongly gripped by the patriarchy.
Would you choose to be a woman knowing what you know now? The danger we face, the minimization of the femicide epidemic, all of the deep rooted misogyny that we are forced to endure and unravel at once, would you escape it?
I used to think it was an easy answer- of course I would. Why would I turn down the opportunity of comfort, privilege, a society that’s built around what makes me happy. However, as I get older, I feel differently.
This is not to say I would choose to be willfully ignorant, to tie the blindfold over my own eyes and double knot it. Radical feminism is everything to me.
But if you had the choice, would you?