When I was a girl, it was the boys that were bigger stronger
and much more clever. We girls all wanted them to notice us and when one would
we were ecstatic if it was us and if it wasn’t we’d hate the girl who had.
Grown up, things are really no different. If you see through the feminist lies
and misinformation you know that men are still the smarter, stronger and the cleverest
and you will never, ever be their equal. You still compete with other women to
be noticed because only a man can validate you, prove your worth so you spend
your money and your time on cosmetics and clothes and shoes to be sexy and hope
that a man would want you. If you are single, if you are truly honest, you
still hate those women who have been taken by a man because you see them as
worth more than you, that they are proof of your worthlessness. For me, it took
a man to make me honestly face what I am: a stupid cunt, no better than an
animal that needs to be trained, directed, and owned by a man, that my only
worth is the use I may be put to by a man. It was a very hard truth to face, to
drop all the built up pretense and self-deception and internalized propaganda
of feminism. Some talk of this process as being “broken” but I’d say it is a
process where you are forced to break through to the truth of what you are as a
woman: a nothing that needs a man to make her into something.
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