this weekend one of my grandmothers told me she was proud of me while cooking dinner for my whole family. the other told me i was dumb for cooking, that i must never let men know i can cook and clean so they do not expect it.

whip.

lash.

and then as soon as i blew out the candles on my birthday cake my mother said, “will she meet a boy this year!?”

if you have ever had any questions about why i am the way i am this thread is all you’ve ever needed. wildly different opinions from lots of strong women.