The Death of a Woman

Between you and I, There is a major disservice done to women. The salvations of our pride.. relying merely on our self sacrifice and an overly generous amount of service to others. Our beauty determined by how well we are able to appeal to the eye. Our worth determined by placing one self in the hands of a man with no tasteful motives. His words smooth like butter, causing a heartache that no indefinite amount of tums can soothe. From woman, man is born. How can we do this to them? How can we destroy the one thing that loves us most? Between you and I, there is a major disservice done to women.. Our lethal intelligence, disarmed. Between you and I, there is a major disservice done to women, from birth we are taught to not love one self more than others. We are made to protest our self love. We are made to question our abilities. We are made to heed to the needs of others. We were made with no intentions to truly embrace ourselves.

Sincerely, Reetu