Over Feminist Autobiography Analysis

On Saturday, the largest single day protest in American history happened. This march made headlines for multiple reasons, not the least being that it was a grassroots organization for and by women, it was an unprecedented victory for girls everywhere. My heart was filled with hope that maybe people were finally getting this whole feminism thing. Less than 12 hours later, I logged onto Facebook to see that 3 more girls I followed had reposted the infamous “I am a Female and I am so Over Feminists” odyssey article. This blog wasn’t new, and it had come across my feed countless times before. But this time was different. Inspired by the Women’s March, I knew it was finally time to say something.

I was fortunate to grow up in a family that didn’t believe I deserved less in life because I was a girl. I have a dad who wasn’t heartbroken, but excited, when all 3 of his children were female. I have a mom who taped pictures on

In America, where “women have never been more respected”, girls have a 1 in 5 chance of being raped. A woman working a middle class job for 40 years will miss out on 440,000 dollars because of a pesky little thing called the wage gap. If you believe that inequality doesn’t exist, then maybe you don’t realize how far it extends. Every time a little boy is excused from violent or crude behavior because “boys will be boys”, sexism wins. Every time a girl is told that she shouldn’t pursue a degree in science, or told to stop playing in the mud, because it “isn’t lady-like” then sexism wins. To all women who believe that they don’t need feminism, I would like to inform you that you do. You need feminism because there is not a country in the world that can yet say they provide equal opportunities for men and women. If you believe that you have not experienced inequality, and you think that you are “okay”, then you don’t know how wrong you