Born A Girl

I'm a girl.

My ultimate goal in life is to get married.

And how could I not make it the purpose of my existence to serve my in-laws and my future husband when that's what I was born for.

Since I came into this world I've been groomed for it.

The little school girl was asked not to be over friendly with boys in case it developed into a love affair with age.

The teenager was asked to make it a habit of helping around the house or she'd have to hear taunts from her mother-in-law after marriage.

She was told to watch her weight or no decent (read wealthy) guy would wanna marry her.

The college graduate was asked to join a cooking class instead of java.

Her futile attempts at building a career were squished to fulfill her lifelong objective.

The 22 yr old was asked to stop wasting her precious time at her job and become a homemaker.

Her nosy relatives and neighbors were a constant reminder of the huge number of "gifts" her parents were supposed to offer the guy's family.

The 23 yr old was told to get married right away because you just look like an old witch at 27.

Every wedding was a showcase where she was on display. But the fat on her belly always over shadowed her sense of humor.

The male ego of every prospective groom was satiated with reassurances of her purity.

Her would-be-husband was portrayed as the god she was supposed to worship for the rest of her life.

The newlywed bride was told to satisfy all his needs in order to have a hold on his heart.

His needs always superseded her comfort.

He told her to get back to work the very next day of marriage; after all looking after your family is also work.

The constant badgering from elders instead of her own will led to the birth of a beautiful little son.

And her long set aim in life was complied with. She was no longer a person of any significance.