When I forget who I am; the wage gap, the glass ceiling, judgmental society, stereotypical role models and chauvinists remind me of who I am. A woman who wants more than what she "deserves" and works harder than what she should; to have the same place in society than "that clueless man" with less thirst for betterment and less skills, who is being given the benefits of not being judged for being who he is: a male member of the specie. Because, I am a woman and I would be judged for having a vagina. Even though last time I checked my brain and my vagina were in different places and had different biological functions. Who knows? Maybe that makes sense.
