Bitterness
Liz wrote a great entry about women and their (her) feelings of inadequacy. Many responded in the comments section, and rather than just write an entry in her comments, I figured I'd write an entry here. But you have to read this first, and the comments. |
So, bitter much? I think the commenters should all get together and write entries about bitterness. That's the one thing that seems to connect women these days. It doesn't necessarily make them friends, but it does give them some common ground. Yes, it seems that women are more bitter than ever.
You know what drives women crazy about these nice women? Their apparent LACK of bitterness. Their confidence in themselves, their lack of comparing themselves with others is what so many women hate. The things that destroys bitter and envious women is not present in these others. Such women are free to be who they want to be (whatever that is) and they actually like themselves. In turn, they attract like-minded women, and naturally, men. This drives others, the less self-accepting among other things, crazy. Unfortunately for the Green Queens (of Envy), this is no one's problem but theirs. Not society's, not men's, not the Free Women, but theirs.
A year ago I said: "Too fat, too skinny, too poor, too rich, too smart, too stupid, too blonde, too white, too black. Too fucking bad." It was in another context (and I admit that I was quite bitter myself at the time), but I think it fits here. I was in that envious, bitter mode once some years ago. I hope I never get there again. I feel emancipated now, and I feel glad that I do not wallow in this world of backstabbing, bitterness and bullshit.
I get the impression that people associate these traits with female behaviour. I'd like to read some things about the annoying things that plague 21st-century men.
If it looks as though I am sitting high upon a throne of judgement, it's because I am, even if I might be guilty sometimes. I think Liz wrote about judgement at one point. It sums up my feelings fairly well. Maybe she still has it kicking around somewhere.