Feminism in the real world

by Black Captain

My true liberation finally came in the form of two revelations: one, there is no fuller feminist expression than being exactly the woman you are without shame. The feminist women I idolized most were joyous, their lives rich with incongruity, their feminism was more about love and less about rigid dogma. I realized that I was selling myself a bill of goods on feminism; that caring for a man—especially one I loved—wasn’t servitude.