A British woman. Especially. The Turkish paper
independence of women has often been a cause adopted by the various activists for the rights of women.
Independence has always been a personal aspiration. Because beyond the security it provides, it is an instrument of force. And independence, I am talking mainly about financial independence, which she, in a more or less liberal causes any other form of self-sufficiency.
I owe to my parents for giving me this opportunity to choose and qualifications to access the work and ambition to their own identity.
But above all I owe them for making me grow up in an environment which proves that the proposed family is not only the most difficult project to succeed but more importantly, if successful, the more rewarding. In a city
individualistic values hard work, professional success and money in a city where one short and one adopts the lifestyle idealized and approved by the gaze of another, in a city where one is fooled to think of themselves well paid when we sell her childhood, days, nights and his body, I wonder where is located the family.
Because I meet women who feel they have passed their lives when they are alone. I mean talk about women who are desperate to prove they did not need a man to be happy and that the existence of the latter is a decision depending on the situation.
I agree. No woman should seek the company of a man just for being in a couple when they fail the solid foundation and that feelings are lacking.
But when the right person comes, when the family project is discussed, when the possibility of being in a union exists and that all good intentions are to make it succeed, a woman must be a woman first, and independent way accessory.
Because I do not believe in their happiness plastic. I do not believe in the stability of a career. I do not believe in happiness money. I do not believe in passing friends. I do not believe in happiness, period, when it is not shared, I do not believe in the strength to cope with life when it is not accompanied, nor crazy nights when you're alone before his TV, or passion without quarrels and reconciliations, I do not believe in an age without a partner and I see no meaning to life without a family.
I do not mind if the woman is independent. But if you had to choose between being independent and be a woman, I certainly would choose the latter. ©
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