Why was I born a woman? It is so damn challenging. Men chasing you like bloodhounds from every possible direction. Looking at you as if you were an object, treating you like one. I am so frustrated. It’s so harsh to know that your gender poses as such severe a problem. Makes me hate all men in general. I am in such a trouble. I am like hooked up. Can’t do anything. Such a pain to be looked down upon, knowing that you are almost equally capable. Being treated like dust, it’s so inferior. When they make you feel like one piece of shit, incompetent, which has been created just to entertain men. It’s like a heartache. Pathetic. Being sidelined in everything you do as a group. Can nothing alter this kind of a sick mentality that men foster? When it comes to interacting with the other gender, many educated men behave like illiterate know-nothings. Just because we use our hearts as much we use our brains, we can’t be taken for granted. Let me pardon all men for being on-your-face flirts, and over -sexed animals, even then I find it unbearable to accept them for the way they behave, as if we have no hearts, we do not hear those absurd whistles, vulgar comments, those I-will-eat-you-up stares. To add to my woes, women are a minority. If they luckily don’t die before they are born, there are butchers sitting right here, to torture them, mentally and physically throughout their entire lives. There is such an acute dearth of good men. Oh! That’s so much like an oxymoron. Do you always have to please a man to rise higher, become better? Succumb to his flirtatious tricks or become a booze buddy? Can’t I continue the way I am? Clear & straight, and as a woman?