The year has started with a bang (and although I’d like to say literally, no. I only mean figuratively) and I’m fired up and pumping, ready to start kicking ass and taking names in this game of life. I’ve made a few changes and I’m looking forward to making a few more. But before I do I’d just like to reflect on all the things I learnt in 2014.
One, I learnt that it’s okay to settle – and that it could actually be beneficial in the long run. I know it’s not what anyone wants to hear because a lot of us are wrapped up in the idea of finding the perfect match somewhere down the line and getting our shot at almost-happily ever after but I read this article someone shared with me and it got me thinking about things a lot differently. Being practical about the kind of person you want to end up with isn’t the worst thing you can do and compromise isn’t always the enemy. I also know I’m not anywhere near ready to be thinking about settling down right now though, so it’s just food for thought until I get there.
Secondly, I learnt that the word feminism means different things to different people, while the textbook definition says feminism is “the advocacy of women’s rights on the grounds of political, social, and economic equality to men.”, for other people it means “women want to take over the world and burn all the men at the stake” which, I guess, is an easy misconception to make.
I’m just astounded at how a movement that’s aimed at empowering women can be so viciously opposed. Most people give me the excuse that “extreme feminism” is what gives feminism a bad name, but to me that’s a lazy argument because what that tells me is that the person doesn’t care enough to educate themselves on what feminism is really about – and just doesn’t want to be on what appears to be the losing side. And if you DO educate yourself on what feminism is about and still stand opposed to the idea of equality of the sexes (regardless of personal life choices) then, to put it simply, IDFWU.
Lastly, I learnt that sometimes good things happen when you’re not ready for them and you just have to take the L and keep it moving because trying to settle into something that you’re not mentally and/or emotionally prepared for is doing yourself a great disservice. I believe in following your heart – as ridiculous as it might seem to everyone on the outside looking in. But you know what? Fuck ’em. Fuck ’em all.
To end, I’m excited about what this year has in front of me. My heart is ready. My mind is ready. My body is ready. 2015 shall be the year of taking chances. The year of daring to dream. The year of shmoney-dancing out of my comfort zone. The year of the petty vagina. The year of seizing all the baes. Because life is too short so why the the hell not? Here’s to you and yours and to a prosperous year ahead.