Some headlines are so egregious, they beg for a full article. Today's article was inspired by this headline:
And the feminists of the world did...meh, pretty much bupkis.
They were vocal enough when the possibility of terminating adorable little babies was in doubt but when actual living women are losing employment potential...bupkis.
They're quick enough to speak out against Female Genital Mutilation but when little girls are being sliced, diced and permanently changed into a sad mimicry of little boys...bupkis.
They attack women who enjoy being women and love femininity...but say bupkis about Jeffrey Epstein's myriad victims, the rich and famous who flew on the Lolita Express to Epstein Island and Bill Clinton raping Juanita Broaddrick.
And they call themselves "feminists"!?! My ass!
Being alone never feels quite so acute as it does on holidays like Thanksgiving and Christmas. Whether you're alone-alone or alone-with-your-spouse, it's painful to see all those staged Facebook photos and imagine everyone else feasting, chatting and actually enjoying spending time with their big, happy families when your home is so quiet, by fate or by choice.
I know exactly how you feel. For 20+ years, my family's holidays were Norman Rockwell's Freedom from Want on steroids. Picture perfect. Everyone acting like they actually liked each other.
But sometimes the quietest family member is the only one holding the family together. When Grandpa quietly died in 2000, well, truth-will-out. My uncle finally got to kick his sister (my mom) to the curb. One thing led to another and today Michael and I find ourselves alone together each holiday...because we won't put up with the toxic, personality disordered, pathological lying and abuse of our families by birth/by law anymore. Not even for one miserable holiday.
Even though we have each other, there's still a feeling of aloneness that hurts acutely at holiday times and there are probably millions of people worldwide in the same boat.
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