The ridiculous, ruthless, petty and pointless ways that I have personally seen women treat other women is something that never ceases to astonish me.
In both personal and professional spheres, behaviors that should have been left behind in the hallways and locker rooms of middle and high school rage on – over contracts and cubical walls; through school drop-offs and girls’ night out cocktails.
Keri doesn’t do shocked, but it is enough to leave even me in jaw-fallen awe.
What the actual hell, women? (BTW, I hate “what the actual _____________” as a saying, but seriously – it fits here.)
The lameness seems to have picked up pace lately, prompting me to vocalize my distaste (Keri is a giant BS caller – no BS allowed,) when I can, and spilling over into social media – from my twitter feed in the past week:
March 8: “it’s @womensday, sisters! Celebrate by supporting the endeavors of the women around you, lifting each other up & rising above ego & judgment”
March 10: “I will never be able to understand a woman who hides or minimizes the depth of her knowledge. Own what you know and build upon it!”
This morning, thank goodness, I awoke to find a link to Dr. F Emelia Sam’s “The Grown Woman’s Oath” for The Huffington Post , and I swear I wanted to drive the streets with a bull horn reading her words to every woman I could get within earshot of my voice.
It was like YES!! A THOUSAND MILLION TIMES YES!!!
HELL YES!!!
What a gift Dr. Sam’s words are – Simple. True.
Attention Women. Just stop what you are doing and read it. Then decide in your own heart that you are going to live it.
Here is the link in case you missed it: The Grown Woman’s Oath
Because enough.
Just Sayin’.
Reluctantly Suburban 