Words …

I am Lauren, I am a women, I am a daughter, a sister, , a niece, a granddaughter, a teacher, a leader, a listener, a dancer, a basic bitch. I am a female, a thinker, a Goddess, a nerdess, a student, a researcher and full of faults.

If even one or all of these words, change or became useless tomorrow, it doesn’t matter. Because I will still be all of those still, just new words instead. Because I am still me and I am still here.

Erasing the word “woman”, doesn’t erase women. There’s no big pencil with a eraser on the end ready to erase “women” out, just because the WORD women doesn’t exist anymore. It didn’t happen when we went from wifman to women, and it wont happen. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, women and wifman are still here. Heck, we’re also called wimman, wibman.

Tell your TERF friends. And remind them, that hanging one’s existence entirely on one word, is not a good way to love yourself, and doesn’t do any good to your self esteem. Please don’t teach your children, that their entire existence depends on a word.