You're just another bully. Yes I said it. You're not a person or I would have compared you to the monsters which lived under my bed or the demons which haunt me in my nightmares but it doesn't make a difference, does it?
You serve the same purpose. You make me and pretty sure a huge number of people uncomfortable and angry. "Rage" is the correct word to be used here if I'm not wrong.
In a generation where I was told right from wrong by my male friends, where my dad to me that I was stronger and more independent than boys, you are a smudge which tarnishes the perfect world. Not sure what did it for me to fall in love with boundless hate for you.
Maybe it was when I got my period and my anxiety levels shot up because I was in a public place and showing a blood stain was a taboo in school?
Or maybe when an aquintance told me that he would fuck me over?
Maybe the sideway glances by the boys sitting in the bus did it? Or was it when you called me a slut because I was around boys ?
Maybe I started disliking you when my mom told me it was better to be safe in a world of perverts than become a victim? Maybe I started loathing you when my character was judged by the size of my clothes?
Another reason could be how I became the "unladylike" girl when I refused to follow your stereotypical mindsets, or when I raised my voice instead of ignoring the comments?
One thing which I would like to tell you is that I'm as fragile as a bomb. I'll blow you into pieces and fragments smaller than the pieces in which you intended my heart and self esteem to be shattered. But one thing which you don't know about me and the people like me is that we are fighters. Your stereotypical orthodox mindsets hold no value and reason for us and we.. we would be more than happy to break your expectations and become a disappointment..