Why do I get judged for doing something as simple as standing up for what I believe in? Why are my ideas not considered, but that of a male colleague, even if mine were the same or may be even better? Why is the amount of respect I get in society proportional to the length of my skirt? Why are my sisters all over the world tortured, sold and treated horribly, just because they're too scared to fight back?
If I speak up, I'm a bitch. If I don't, I'm arrogant. If I enjoy a drink with my friends, I'm 'easy'. If I don't, I'm a prude. If I dress up in clothes that fit me well and show off some skin, even if it's in a tasteful manner, I'm loose. If I don't, I'm frumpy.
If I work out regularly and have abs, I'm manly. If I don't work out so often and have a bit of a belly, I've given up. If I reach home from work and sleep early, I have no life. If I go for a night out with friends once in a while, I'm probably sleeping around.
There's just no winning this name calling! Why don't we just let each other be? Why do we have to judge each other, label, name call and hurl vicious comments at each other? Is this what we have become? Ruthless, mindless, emotionless robots?