Growing Out

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Last night, I had my first massage appointment. It went really well and my client saved my ass. I can afford a turkey and some cranberries. Truly, thankful.

I was disturbed by the reaction of my friends. Yes, I went to a strange man's house to massage him. Yes, he could have raped/murdered me. Yes, I understand that you have my back and care for me.

BUT..

Really WTF!! I think it's a huge mistake to assume that anyone will behave in a certian way beacuse of their gender. Pisses me off. I cannot will not buy into the the "predator male" scare tatic that has been ingrained into our lives. Femminism goes both ways, it's all about respect and being equals. Being secretive about abuse and violence isn't goig to help to problem. Ideas and behavior that support the idea every one with a penis will potentially be violent towards me, won't help either. It just another scapegoat excuse that is easier to hold on to and defend than challenging ourselves to growing.

I love the men in my life. I love that they are kind good people that care. I love the fact I can lean on them and they lean back. I don't fear them, even as a stranger.