It’s been a while since I have penned down my thoughts and today it won’t be a lovestruck poem but conceptions about how we women deal with our relationships or have been dealing with it.

Well, I can’t go on every other relationship I’ve ever had, we all make mistakes and so did I, but what I really want to go through is the sequence of the same mistake everytime made by all of us. Recently, I changed my course to Social Work from MBA (not mentioning all of it here), I happen to learn about “oppression” and further were the types. I couldn’t stop thinking about it and hence I am here.
An oppression can be physical, mental or oral and it doesn’t have to be a man always who’s the culprit, could be us as well. But what mostly I thought about was, how verbal oppression takes place in our daily lives and we just ignore it because we love that person or probably are way too much attached to them. Now, I am not taking my case as a whole but anyone who has ever dated. There are certain boundaries for every person to mind in which they must never harm the other person’s feelings; of course, we all believe in this collectively.

Verbal repression could be easily found where you are termed as “dumb” and “inefficient” and if they say “Baby, I was just kidding”, Oh no man, you were not. It hurts and I detest when my significant other makes such a remark and calling it funny makes it worse only. The reason why most of the men happen to follow this ritual is that we women are so easily accessible and this could or could not be our fault because we are poignant and we feel hysterical when we aren’t provided with the same amount of attention which we deserve or have been overloading them with, and the consequence is often called off as an “overreaction”.
The partner may never realize that their articulated remark might make us feel low on self-esteem and we may never be able to give our best anymore, it could be that we may not be able to see the things same again because we are called incompetent in someone else’s joke.

Like I mentioned, the subjection happens both ways. It is about providing space to each other but it really is very distressing when space is mistaken for staying apart for days, months and what not.
What do the people who fall in love ask for? Some attention. That’s all darling, you might be able to think about it when your bubble of superiority pricks off, someday when you will give importance to your significant other without thinking how indispensable you are. You’ll fall in love all over again.

PS. I am not a feminazi but this is something very common and it happens from both the sides. I hope no one complains about this write-up to be only female-centered.