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She is a person (the objectifying behavior)


Over the past years I have been thinking a lot about how guys talk about women and how they talk to them, what they say that they look for in a woman and so on. Some men (and of course women too) can be very superficial and also talk in (my opinion) a somewhat degrading manor about the other gender... Personally I have been in a Sauna as the only female with a bunch of guys, and listening to them talk about us like.. well.. it was not nice to hear. To be honest it made me feel a bit sick. How can men, far past puberty, and in an age where you would think that they would start acting and thinking like grown ups, still talk about women as.. well.. pieces of meat ?

A woman is not just "good boobs and nice ass and long blond hair, or whatever hair-color,  or figure you desire " made me feel nauseous even writing that sentence...

It is not my puzzle to solve, but I hope that they in time, whenever that is, learn to better ways and do not teach that way of talking to their own possible sons someday. How would they feel if someone someday spoke about or acted towards their daughter that way ?

But why do they say he things they say ? And besides right in front of us in our own real life, what are men like this doing inside our TV´s ? And why do some women fall for it ?

Girls and women alike should boost up their confidence in order to not slip and fall for these men (and I myself have been there, accepting it, liking the attention and so on). We should know that we are worth so much more, and better. But sometimes, no matter how much you are aware of the fact that you deserve someone who talks to you and about you as a person, you still sometimes slip and accept.. look past it, over and over again... But we just have to keep climbing towards what we deep down know that we deserve.

And what about those guys.. ? Don`t they know that a truly confident self- respecting woman will never fall for them, if they keep on acting that way? And isn't  a woman who is confident and self-respecting just as sexy as it can get ? And most importantly don't we all want a partner who is confident enough not to accept this kind of behavior ?


So.. some men out there (you know if this applies to you) please grow up, and women and girls alike.. you deserve better 


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