The Worldly Woman

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We are your teenage daughters, sisters, nieces, cousins and friends overwhelmed by social pressures involving premarital sex, drug use, and the desire to fit in to the cookie-cutter physical appearance of the girl next door.  We are the give-in girls who offer our body in exchange for faux love and affection.  We are the pregnant young women nearing single motherhood with limited emotional and financial resources.  We are the career-driven, know our worth, 30+ singles patiently waiting for our compliment who continuously chooses to leave happy hour with the one-night stand.  We are the long-term girlfriends behaving as wives while waiting for the much overdue, perfect proposal.

We are once head-over-heels turned nagging wives punishing our boundary-crossing spouses by withholding physical intimacy then accepting gifts in replacement of repentance.  We are weight-fluctuating, unkempt, minivan-driving soccer moms who scour at the pre-baby versions of ourselves catching the eye of our sex-crazed husbands.  We were the spiritually, mentally, physically, and emotionally exhausted women who routinely experience sleepless nights catering to our households, careers, husbands and on rare occasion-  self.

We are caregivers to our disorder or disease afflicted family member on a daily diet of countless prescription medications.  We are the ego empowering, spiritually vacant with more faith in anti-depressants than God simply because science could numerically prove, discount and reprove the effects.  We are bitter, lonely, divorce-bound roommates trapped in confines of our smiles, lies and mortgage drowning four walls.  Once we finally call it quits, we become the women who courageously re-enter the bra-burning cycle as if victim was the only role we ever play in our hardship.

However, as we ascend our commitments, victims, we are no more.

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