Because I am a woman, I lie.

I lie because I have to.
I lie because you are screaming at me, and I cannot stand it.

Because I am a woman, I am stupid. I cannot not read or understand. I make mistakes because I am weak and malicious. I get hit because I deserve it and like it. Because I am a woman, I complain senselessly. I apologize so much, again because I am a woman, that I must apologize for this too. I serve, and I am eager. Contracts are beyond me, as is math.

Because I am not perfect, I am a bitch. Because I smile, I am a slut. Because I bear children, I am greedy. Because I speak, I am not respectful. Because I think, I am immoral. Because I am a woman, I cry.

I am proud.
I have hips and breasts and strength. Because of this, I also have chains.

This is not about men. Women treat women poorly too. Sometimes worse. Often worse.

I am not a secretary. I am not efficient. My knees do get sore. My mouth is more than an O. I cannot bear an infinite amount of pain.

Racheline Maltese is reive.