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I never knew what it feels like not to love a woman!
Because loving her was never the hard part. The world was.
Honestly? I never knew what it feels like not to love a woman!
Maybe because loving women was always the only answer to me for the ever-lurking question, Love!
Women.
We say Nature is a woman, ’cause she is beautiful, warm, and peaceful; she nurtures all living beings; she is mesmerizing yet fierce.
Oh! I am a woman too! Yet, this is the easiest part of my life. Loving, adoring, respecting women. But when it comes to society, family, it gets difficult.
For a woman, loving another woman romantically is frowned upon. It has its own weight. It has its own fierceness. People who frown, I don’t know what to say to them when I hear they think it is a sickness. How can something as beautiful as loving another human being, loving another woman, be possibly sickening?
We get asked, “Who is the man in the relationship?”
As if women are a parasitic creature. Living off of men of all creatures. It is funny how everything we are currently living in is shaped by men, and we are forced to live in it.
