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Various different articles, studies, and research has shown us how to find happiness as women. A myth has been being perpetuated that women need to have a successful career in order to find meaning and happiness. Working at home helping your husband will bring greater joy, peace, and happiness for everyone.
1. Women abandoning home and children has created guilt on an epidemic scale.
2. Women now struggle with decreased overall happiness.
3. Mothers are more strained and exhausted.
4. Women are chasing an elusive happiness in a hamster wheel.
5. “They are to teach what is good…working at home.” Titus 2:4-5 God knows what we need; that is where we find happiness.
This is an article that was sent in by one of my readers who wishes to remain anonymous.
This was done because of a previous article I wrote about this subject on oppression.
I remember from my earliest memories my wonderful mother curling my
hair and picking out these princess-like dresses for me to wear for
school….I would have rather been outside playing with my brother and
cousin in military fatigues with my face painted green, black, and
brown. I shook my fist at being girly and feminine. My childhood dream
was to join the military. I loved the environment (or my imagination
of that environment).
I ended up joining the military. Taking an oath to protect and obey
orders. I began my year long training by going to basic training. I
was given uniforms….oh wait, the man behind me got the same ones.
There were three different articles of clothing in the main uniform
that were different. I wore sports bras–the men did not. I wore
granny panties–the men wore briefs. I wore women’s running shoes–the
men wore theirs. Besides my haircut and buttocks, you couldn’t tell
which gender I was. I wore the same uniform, exercised the same way,
and was treated the same as the men in the unit. I did this for months
while in training. No civilian clothes. No differentiation besides
menstrual cycles and different sleeping quarters. I couldn’t stand it.
I couldn’t wait until I could put dress on….to feel beautiful….to
not look and expected to act like a man.
The day came where I could leave the fort and go into town and buy
civilian clothes. I headed straight to the dress section. I bought a
beautiful outfit and had one of my friends fix my hair (because I
didn’t know how to do anything besides a pony tail, bun, or leaving it
down). I got earrings and a necklace and even put some perfume on. I
look in the mirror—A sigh of relief– I feel like a woman again. I
never knew the importance of how we dress, look, and act. I am a woman
and need to dress, look, and act like one. Men are men and need to
dress, look, and act like one. You don’t think it matters?
If you don’t think it matters please respond with your experiences relating to the consequences of women being masculine and/or men being feminine.
Women have been oppressed for a very long time. I was in the military, active duty for 5 years. Towards the end of my career I got to witness first hand a woman come forth and explain the problem that she was facing, when a commanding general came to check on his troops.
First I need to explain that this woman was a huge success. First of all, she was a bomb technician, that is, Explosive Ordinance Disposal (EOD). Highly prestigious job and very few women make it. Secondly, she was incredibly successful at her unit. She had the highest PT score, and she beat all the men at the soldier of the quarter board. I’m pretty sure it was that, might have been the soldier of the month. Anyways she was incredibly intelligent and everyone acknowledge that she was a great bomb technician. She seemed to enjoy competing with the men, showing them that she was just as strong and competent as them.
So what could be wrong? No one was holding her back, she seemed to be happy and having a successful career. But when the general asked everyone if they had any complaints, things to improve upon, it all came spilling out.
She told the general that she did not feel like a woman; that she could not be a woman in that work environment. She implied that her femininity was oppressed; womanhood was being oppressed by the masculine uniform that she had on. By the masculine job that she performed. She couldn’t be the real her.
Needless to say, that ticked everyone off. If you don’t feel like a woman, don’t feel like a beautiful and delicate flower when you are wearing man’s clothes doing a man’s job with a bunch of men all day…maybe that should be a huge indicator you shouldn’t be cross dressing. We should realize that women’s beautiful and feminine nature are being oppressed and destroyed. When we stick them in the wrong environment, and expect them to be men, we are damaging their psyche!
This is an outrage against women, this is hatred and misogyny. The military oppresses women, it does not allow them to be the women that God created them to be, beautiful and delicate. Women have to be strong and masculine, to survive in the Army.
When will the hatred of women end?
Allowing women in the military is an oppressive, unnatural and an ungodly thing. We need to get our beautiful girls out of the armed services and leave the men to do the fighting.
I most certainly agree that women need to get out of the way of men, and let them be the men they need to be. This is a humble, honest, and great post.
I’ve been tossing this idea around for a few months now, debating on my courage to step out and write a blog about it. I was holding back from posting because I didn’t have the answers I thought I should have; I wanted to present a new idea with new passion and new revelation.
But the truth is: I have no idea. I do not have a firm grasp on what it was intended to be, how we’ve messed it up, or how to progress out of it. Please, though, can we just talk about it? Because honestly, does anyone know?
Has our inability as women to walk in femininity resulted in the quenching of men’s ability to walk in masculinity?
ility, inity, ility, inity…. What does this even mean?
Here’s what I am trying to get at. Ladies, how often do we complain that our men aren’t…
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