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Woman's Day.. Female Talk ONLY!

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It’s been a while since my last update.

Hello my people, I hope that all of you are doing fine.

I’ve been busy lately, but I actually didn’t want to miss this special event.


Since I was a child I was dreaming of growing up (somehow I'm regretting it today lol) I wanted to be a lady as soon as possible to celebrate woman’s day cause I was thinking that I just needed buxom to call myself “ mature “.


Today I'm 26 and I still can’t refer myself as a “woman”, why?

Woman is a human with a huge responsibility and serious mission in this world.

We came to this universe not to work hard for that slim shape and glowing flawless skin (this fake shit that’s trending worldwide lately), we aren’t sextoys made to satisfy men’s intuition, and we weren’t born to insure posterity and the continuity of all future generations, cook and live to please.


I'm not going to write or talk about women issues and how they are abused by men and this society, today I'm having a female talk with my girls, I'm not dissing anyone, not blaming you for that #MeToo movement, I'm also talking to myself, we are supposed to support each other’s ambitions, fight our complexes together and encourage each other to never give up and to be productive, but all what we’re doing actually is being competitive, who’s getting 0 pimple on her face, who’s getting flat belly who’s ready for bikini party, who’s getting more insta followers, who’s the sexiest, who’s the prettiest …. Everything is turning around one word “superficiality


Instead of teaching our sisters and daughters how to be confident and accept their flaws and love them and live with pride and feel their inner beauty, we are frustrating them, fool them around in order to get money, fame and attention, we post nude pics and show our nipples and booties then we talk about being sexually abused? Some will say “this is freedom “freedom has its limits too and teasing men’s banana is OUR fault, I'm not defending boys, but I’m just writing about what I'm seeing every day, it happened to me many times and I do blame myself sometimes for disrespecting my body and wearing revealing clothes and act carelessly with boys thinking that I'm innocent but I never got to know how they are actually thinking or feeling, I'm not talking about our poor weak sisters who were abused without any reason and were forced to do things they never thought about before. I’m talking about being provocative and too naughty.


Yes some girls are completely out of their minds, I was victim of school bulling, but I wasn’t bullied by boys, I was bullied by GIRLS, I had to quit many jobs that I truly loved just cause of GIRLS, yes we hate each other and do miracles to destroy each other’s lives, to get men’s heart we hurt each other, forgetting that we were born to be the ambassador of education, representative of humanity, the new generation’s inspiration and our children’s role models.


I'm still working hard on myself , still trying hard to get an inspiring spirit, still dream of being a real woman with strong principals, heavy luggage that collect all my achievements , words and emotions that could embrace my sisters hearts and souls, until that day comes, I won’t celebrate this event cause I don’t deserve it!


This is a shout out to all my ladies who are fighting hard their mental illness (including me) who are struggling but still refuse to fall in or to get stolen, to all my girls all over the world you are beautiful, pimples are natural fact don’t hate your face, you aren’t ugly, you are sexy the way you are, fat or skinny you are perfect, eat what you want and love your cute belly, be who you want to be.


so i'm gifting you these beautiful flowers that were sent to me yesterday hihi ^^

Woman doesn’t need one day to be remembered, woman is life, and woman is the lung of this society.


Respect ourselves then we will for sure be respected.

Love you all :*


-PYG's Whisper -


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