I am shaking my head at the state of the world AND angry because I am stymied at how people can sometimes be so calloused and uncaring.
I was strangled for eating after 10 (at my fathers house we were not allowed to eat after 10 am and 10 pm) and had a near death experience at 16.
What I felt there was love. The most pure, unadulterated LOVE.
I’ve done One Billion Rising (A flash mob dance called "Break The Chains") for three years now and have seen the impact that it can have on places and people.
What about standing up for them?
It can be used to protect and shelter other women, or condemn her.
Here I am in America of all places where the women are supposed to be so independent and brave and I see…FEAR....and embarrassment. I think they have been so conditioned that they don’t know any other way.
Its sad to watch some of these ladies look at each other for approval, as if they need the ok, and then when they don’t get it they bow their heads and just walk away in embarrassment. Even a couple who seemingly got brave shut down after long… but not all, and I am proud of those ladies that were so brave.
There was one woman who was my greatest supporter. I will never forget a time or two that she stared the others down and stood her ground when no one else would about doing the dance.