I learned that being myself was okay. It was enough. I could be my own person and still be liked, adored and even loved.
Sometimes books really do have all the answers.
Though sexism gets in the way for women trying to climb the ladder, or even for just being reproductive creatures – as a fifth of women are harassed at work over pregnancy or flexible hours – anyone can be anything that they want to be.
Giving yourself that chance to satisfy your own needs, whether that is through work, rest or play, is always going to help you feel better. Feeling better is going to help you help others better than you ever did before.
Trying different things is what it means to be human. Curiosity is not a bad thing – it doesn’t kill cats.
What I am asking however, is that would men get any of the slut-shaming consequences during and after their ordeal?
Whatever the world decides to throw at you, make something out of it. Make art.
He’s a gentle soul oozing with sexiness; sexiness he doesn’t even know about; and he is with you?! He’s chosen you out of all those good girls?! Surely that can’t be right!
Is this what Britney felt like in 2007?
Sorry internet, but I don’t see the big hoo-har about Beyoncé.