The Dhamma of a Kleenex Box - on reconciling womanhood

It’s been a long road to owning my womanhood.  Starting out with messages that mental illness stems from ‘woman problems’, I grew up a fighter, sometimes literally, for the women in my life who were treated unfairly. I also grew up to discover that women didn’t always have my back, or each other’s. I experienced a harsh paradox that when I worked hard to excel, I was alienated from women in my life who thought I was trying to be better than them or make them look bad. A lot of this hurt led me to deem sensitive ‘womanly’ traits as weak. Meanwhile, being a deeply empathic person, sensitive to the struggles of others, was tearing me apart, hating myself for my own weakness and wearing my thin mask of toughness.

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