Hi steemit! A bad thing that can happen to people who usualy think too much is not being able to draw the right thought. That is, I've always had a multitude of passions and interests, I always wanted to do everything in my life, because I found it hard to give up something I liked or wanted. My interests span the universe since its creation, and everything in it. It is the best metaphor for explaining how I feel. When you grow up, you know that what you feel inside, what brings you love and joy, serenity and happiness, is what you really should pursue as a human being to fully fulfill your own existence. But we know at the very moment when we have accomplished this, that in order to achieve this you will have to fight against the worst version of yourself, the worst of people and the corrupt world! We know that our interests sculpts us as individuals, that define and guide us. Imagine what chaos it's always been in my head with all the things I love and I like, so different from each other! Obviously stingy I never gave up, and I practiced to achieve my goals, and I continue to do it today. But I still find myself confronting the same crosses every day that a thousand other women like me in the world have to face to pursue their own paths, goals, whatever they are.
As a woman I often have to oppose stereotypes irradiated for years in our society. Eva Cant is my alter ego, someone will surely know my blonde twin with blue eyes Eva Kant, partner in crime, and life, of DIABOLIK, a famous unscrupulous thief . She wanted to choose thrill, crime and excesses for her life, and she travels around the world as a dangerous sexy bomb icon, alongside a bloody criminal with a moral code to review. Instead, I decided not to take his example, in short, we know that novel criminal stories are just this, a story, and the real life things to deal with are different.
I love the comic however, do not misunderstand me, and I love my beautiful blonde twin.
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Eva helps me to face those moments of total discomfort as a woman, and first of all as a human being. I want to list here the classic discrimination, statements, comments and observations, and obligations that as a woman I still have to bear today. Like many of you.
How come a beautiful and good girl like you do not have a boyfriend?
I've always been so perplexed about this question. Finding myself embarrassed to retrace all my emotional personal choices, analyze them to understand where things did not work out with my ex-boyfriends, or revive all the insicurities of the years of acne and problems related to physical appearance and adolescent disorders caused by distorted visions of the female body , imposed by contorted standards of companies and society. After looking at the disastrous path of my past, and having analyzed the ugliness of that question in reversing unpleasant things, I realize that I am single by choice. My choice, because I have always given a certain value to emotions and relationships, and after a sufficient number of failed attempts in my past relationships, though I do not know what and who I want to join my life, I know for sure what I do not want and who I do not want. And I'm single for other people choices as well, because I've met people who have proved to be incapable of going beyond the aesthetic aspect in the past, denying me the opportunity to feel good with myself. They do not deserve my attention just because my body is balanced and healthy, and now I'm pretty and you would like to make a ride.
And after all this my answer is always the same, joking: I do not have a boyfriend, because I have a girlfriend.
Just to see the reaction of the bigot, and have some fun.
Why do not you care more about yourself? you are a girl and you have to be cute, makeup, and dress up well to make sure you're beautiful.
How much discomfort puts you on this sentence? to me so much. I love make up, and as you see from the pictures I do it decently, drawing on a sheet or face for me is the same. As a young woman with acne, at the time I hated myself and what was my reflective image, and aspired to be like girls on screens and magazines. It would have been enough for me to have skin as beautiful as theirs, and not mine that made me feel like a monster. To cure acne requires products, care and attention that has to be rigid for years, it takes so much time and constancy. And makeup can only give relief to the self-esteem of people like me, but it does not solve the problems. And makeup is not the only tool a woman has to enhance herself. And as a woman I know my beauty and my charm are in me, in my person and in my skin, regardless of the make up or clothes I can wear or not. So over the years I decided to abandon the various insecurities and negativities that I had around, distracting me from those who projected distorted or unhealthy ideas about me, learning to accept my body and my shapes, and my skin. In real life we are not all Eva Kant, no one wants to stay all day on the heels, to dress well all the time. I do not really want it. I need comfort and convenience depending on the things I have to do. If one day I do not make my makeup does not mean I'm less attractive the night before when I had all the counturing to the top. I'm always beautiful, but you're a fucker in the light of day.
You're having your period? Is this why you are so hysterical?
Every woman in her life felt at least once this stupid and horrible phrase. Not that it is bad to ask a person who is not good if he really needs something because that period is not really a vacation, it is about the hell that has fallen to earth once a month to tighten your uterus in a hug of pain and anguish. This sentence is not bad if you actually tell me while I'm having a cosmic crisis in which my hormones control all my instincts, actually transforming me into a primordial beast, ready to swallow any form of food in front of me, I can accept it. But there are times when I just can not tolerate it. When I'm having the best on a conversation with a man / boy and telling me to calm down even though I have my period, just because I used my brain better than yours does not mean that my ovaries are interfering with your functioning. When someone says something extremely stupid, no matter how patient you may be, but at that moment you have to scoff at that person and tell her that as far as blood can flow from your legs, the problem lies in the blood that does not come to his brain.
These are some of the most classic questions, old but gold as they say! thanks for reading this post, let me know what you think!
See u soon! Bey :)
