I'm sick of people telling me what I can and can not do.
How do you know my limits? How do you know where I'll go, or where I have come from? How do you know how hard I can work?
I can become whatever I want, from a lawyer to a policewoman to an artist. Anything.
I can't stand that sexism is still tolerated and accepted within our daily lives.
When you go into class and hear your male teacher exclaiming not how wonderful an actress Wonder Women is, but how hot she is, it gets under your skin. It makes my skin crawl. Does anyone have any filters anymore?
Women are glorifed for their bodies, and girls are starving themselves all the time. For what? To be accepted.
That brings me to another thing that makes me angry: The need to be accepted by the world.
Why? What's the need? The world has such twisted views...why listen to that? It won't bring you happiness anyway.