This is for us

Hi again, hope your week was full of good food, good music and good company. Above all, good company with yourself.

I just had dinner and was laying in my bed while listening to “Did you know that there’s a tunnel under Ocean Blvd” by Lana del Rey. I love her. I can’t listen to her without feeling an inexplicable feminine power invading my whole body. So I took my laptop, came next to the window and started writing.

Happy international women’s day to all of the wonderful and inspiring women out there. To be honest, I always feel like I don’t have the capacity to write about women. It’s such a complex topic and I feel kind of intimidated to express myself. But, what capacity do I need to write about myself? Maybe It’s just our society that, one more time, shuts me up.

Today was strange, a feeling of discomfort followed me all day long. As if I was going through all of the times I felt less, used, aggressed, inferior, humiliated, scared, guilty, and I could continue. It’s sad to know that every woman on this earth has felt like this at least once in their life. It’s not sad, it’s frustrating and miserable. It’s revolting that some of them are no longer part of this world for the simple reason of being a WOMAN. We don’t forget you.

I didn’t want to end the day without saying any of this here but I’m not ready to go deeper into the matter. It’s still a really painful place for me to explore.

I admire us. Our strength is endless.

Take care.

Caro