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I"m Confused About Some Feminists

Equality, for many of us, is a given. I'd like to believe, a true feminist already views themself as an equal. A true feminist would not view themselves as better, especially than other women. They would not feel joy over the simple praise of a man, who views their achievements as monumental, because they'd wonder if that praise would be the same for a man. They would not view success as respect from men, simply because they receive it. They would view praise from women as far more empowering, I would think.

I think the thing that sticks out the most to me is that the strongest women I've known in my life have been the most caring. They've made me better, because they shared their strength. They gained my respect, by treating me as an equal. They made me fight for them, not because they needed it, not because they asked, but because I knew they'd fight for me.

Often, I wonder if some women really want feminism. Our voting in the last election seems to say otherwise. Our more liberal-minded voters seem scared to back powerful women simply because they "can't win." Imagine if no women thought this way? A woman would in every election. Every single one. It's not feminism, it's math. This is my problem with today's feminists. They have the power, they just don't want to use it to help other women, because it's not their praise they desire. These women are in now way, feminists. No matter how much they brand themselves as such.

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