If I had a daughter, here’s what I’d tell her:

One day, when you’ve worked hard for what you want, when people see that you are confident and intelligent and that you recognize your own self-worth, when you take care of yourself, support yourself, and stand up for yourself, that is the day that the world will call you “a cruel and selfish bitch.”

It’s a tough title to earn and you should be and proud of it.

A man, who unconditionally does agree to the unstated clause that it is only he who has to say always SORRY and never she under any damn situation, is only eligible and entitle to marry a woman.

Sacrifice of the self is sheer stupidity if sacrifice is not for the self.

If your love for another person doesn’t include loving yourself then your love is incomplete.

A person has to be too much selfish to fulfill own wish of being surrounded by many people often, else s/he feels suffocated due to hatred or hidden jealousy from the most public around her/him.

I knew what it felt like to have no say in who you were as a sexual being. It didn’t just strip away your dignity. It stripped away everything you were: your identity, your self-respect, your pleasure. Because it was all about the pleasure of the other person take, take, taking whatever they wanted from you, even if it was uncomfortable, or caused you pain. Even if you died from it, the other person still wouldn’t care, because it was all about them.

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