The Alpha Female Paradox
You’ve heard it all; the alpha female is the go-getting, ass-kicking, blunt-speaking female who is not afraid to tell it as it is and isn’t bothered about whose arse is gored. She is the one who isn’t afraid to ask the guy she likes out on a date if he is dragging his feet (for reasons best known to him) and is not going to show a whiff of emotion in public because that is what ‘’petty’’, omega females do — Oh, yeah. We do not just have alpha females. We have all been grouped into categories of the Greek alphabet from alpha to beta all through to omega. Well,not exactly. But according to www.scienceofpeople.com, females can be grouped into alphas, betas, nu’s, zeta’s and omega’s in social settings.
She’s the life of the party everyone wants to be like, the ever strong and stable one in the group, the no-nonsense one who cannot be found in tears or moody spirits because guess what, she has it all under control! And lest I forget, she is the one who absolutely does not need a man in her life — but is open to finding someone. Such irony. Why be open to something you do not need in your life? I mean, men usually do not hang around where they are not needed, even the alpha males who are supposed to be the ‘’only’’ ones who can handle the awesomeness and ‘’power’’ of the alpha female.
Here’s my problem with all of these; first women have found a way to force narcissism, and awful attitudes that are demanding and demeaning into the ‘’being an alpha female’’ lump much to their own detriment. Secondly, since when did just being female become so wrong? I don’t always like that I feel things deeply more than my male counterpart but I am glad that I do because then I have the passionate to change something that I would like to see change. I don’t like that I can burst into tears all on my own from deep thoughts, but I am glad that my tears cleanses my soul and washes away my fears and worries and infuses in me strength that I didn’t know I had on my inside. I don’t like that society believed my life isn’t whole if I don’t have a man beside me, but I also believe, not giving a hoot about what ‘’society’’ thinks, that it is not good for man to be alone and then two can chase ten thousands. And I also know that this does not have to be a boyfriend or husband figure, but a father, an uncle, a mentor, someone that brings to the table inherent strengths that reside in him just because he is male.
I don’t like the fact that some cultures and beliefs downplay the role of women in society and restrict them to seemingly domestic and irrelevant roles that are believed to be of no esteem or value. But I also do not think that men and women were created ‘’equal’’, to play the same fields and operate the same way or on the same playing ground. I believe that the both genders were created in such a complimentary way that a holistic companionship could be achieved when they both functioned side by side. Imagine you were just a head or your arm or just your ten toes were trying to function solely without help from any other body part. That is impossible. It only dies off with time.
In the tears and depths of fluctuating emotions lies our power. I don’t think we need to dress it up all masculine to show our strength or to enforce our presence. Rosa Parks started a revolution by insisting on sitting at a particular spot on a bus. No shouts, no threats, no domineering antics and no intimidations. We don’t need to force the tears back when they come pouring out. We don’t need to act like we have it all together when we don’t. We don’t have to assume we are strong when we are weak and in need of help and we do not have to whine and whimper when we are burning with the strength and zeal of a hungry pack of lions.
So take of the mask, the masculinity, the ‘’alphaness’’ and be unapologetically you. Take your time to do your make up, wing your liner if you can. Cry when you need to and ask for help when you need to. Be a strong shoulder when you can and be the pillar of support that you were designed to be in your environment. You do not have to be ‘’male ‘’ to be a strong woman.