My name is fe-armale . I am created to fear the male and obey his command. I am constantly reminded that I was made from his rib. If I do not worship him, he may take his rib back . That would be the end of my life. I am indebted to him for giving me life . God created him. He made me. He is my minigod.
My body is not mine but an extension of his. I do not own myself. My dad own me. He could use me to settle debt or offer me to his male visitors for pleasure. . He could give me out to any man in marriage without my consent . I must open my leg at his command and must remain in the union no matter how toxic. I must please my husband, brother and son for they are my moral obligation.
I try to dress in a way I feel. I am instructed to cover every part of my body. For my body is a temptation to the men. The same body I got from their ribs. I must surrender to his request no matter how illogical it seems. Every time I attempt to by myself, I am shamed for being such an ingrate.
Unti I got pregnant and gave birth to my son, I realized that men came through the legs of women.My eyes are open to reality. I was deceived . I have repressed myself yet you males do not appreciate me. You guys are insatiable. I weep because I see many girls who are still victims of the tale. I have had enough. I will violate the good girl code. I will deviate from the norms of the society. I will be Authentic.