Feminism is the belief that women and men should be treated equally in all things, and when they aren’t, it just isn’t cool. That is, of course, putting it simply, but that is not necessarily a bad thing, either.
I have never not been a feminist. I was a feminist before I knew how to define feminism. As an impressionable youth, the women in my life were strong, perceptive, and intelligent. The men in my life were supportive, unbiased, and also intelligent. They expected the same from me when I went about my life, and I hope that they are proud of what they see.
Of course, my life is not without its standard double standards and the wanton use of gender to decide what is or is not acceptable for me to think, say, or do. There are some ways that I deliberately assert a feminist attitude and value system despite that, and I think that many people do as well. For instance, when my mom instructs me (who lifts weights and exercises often) to leave the “heavy-lifting” to my father (who has a bad back), I take a deep breath, count to 5, and pick up the damn thing anyway.
So why feminism?
I choose feminism to challenge myself and my beliefs. No one said it was going to be easy, after all, and at its very core, evolution of society and culture is a process.
I choose feminism to expand my own knowledge and the knowledge of others who embrace feminism. I choose feminism because I have witnessed social change for women over the four years that I was in college, and know that there is much more to do for women around the world.
FEMINISM, I CHOOSE YOU!