I am many things. Rash. Romantic. Sarcastic. Compassionate. Impatient. Funny. Short tempered. And I’m a woman. But my gender doesn’t define me; it isn’t all that I am. So when a gentleman holds the door for me, I appreciate it. When he offers to carry my groceries, I say thank you. When he compliments me, I smile.
Because I know I can walk through a door without help, I know I am strong enough to carry my own groceries, and I know that if he becomes too forward, I can destroy him. A gentleman may treat me a certain way because I am a woman, but I choose to react the way I do because I am more than that. I am an empowered woman.
Some people might look at me, see a woman, and think weak. But when I look in the mirror, I see a woman and think capable. Because I can style my curls like a professional and I can work a dress like a runway model, but I can also grapple like a division one wrestler, throw an opponent like an Olympian throws a javelin, and choke out a man twice my size like…well, like a capable 24 year old woman who is also rash, romantic, sarcastic, compassionate, inpatient, funny, and short tempered. I am sarcastic because I appreciate dry humor and wit. I am compassionate because I have feeling and heart. I am emboldened because I train in self-defense.
I am a woman. I am empowered. And I am not afraid. What about you, ladies?