Angry Indian Goddesses!!

 

You know over the years we have heard so much about the ‘’male ego’’ and the whole whitewashing of our psyche, our conditioning, our identity based on it I see no one ever mentioning or even addressing the ‘Female ego’ which is the chi to this malfunctioning and misadjusting aspect of our society.

Now, I can concoct a whole bunch of words and my theory behind what I really mean by the ‘female ego’ and how it can be the key to a women’s mind, body, and heart. Guys, you can get your notepads ready.

But first of all, in the vaguest of sense, do you believe that it really exists? Can you even sense it? Do you think that it’ll destroy you? Are you scared of it? You think it’s some version of the angry ‘Monjolika’ that you’ve been exposed to? Or you think that it’s some version of Kali with her tongue out caught in a situation where she has clearly faltered. 

Have you ever experienced a woman going really mad and observed her carefully? Did you see that flicker of spark turning into a fireball? The thing is you don’t have the eyes to see the number of internal ‘restrains’ every woman passes through on a daily basis.

I am not saying it’s not the same for guys. A lot can happen with men too. Things go wrong. A series of things happen, you can’t take it anymore, and BOOM. Smash that wall, you better see how angry I am.  

But what about women? Let’s talk about what happens after the outburst. I am sorry I don’t have the statistic but every single woman would immediately feel that surge of guilt engulfing her spirit, her body, and her nerves would turn cold, she would shiver and tears would start rolling down her eyes. Its guilt, its shame, a whole cocktail of emotions buzzing through her veins…Her mind constantly telling her how the hell did you let that out? It’s so embarrassing that it’s out for the world to see.   

Listen STOP! The world can take it.

This whole urge of wrapping yourself up, cocooning yourself as much as you can, squeezing yourself up into a corner. I don’t see men doing that, EVER!! It is at this moment precisely that the metaphorical ‘arm wrestling’ of egos starts. Ladies, the ones who soften and reach out to you are your Heros. The ones who insist on fighting and winning some imaginary scoreboard are fighting their own battles that you don’t need to be a part of. (Courtesy narcissist, psychopaths, sociopaths, you name it)

Now, my purpose of writing this was to break the taboo around women getting angry and made to feel guilty about it. There is absolutely nothing to feel ashamed about feeling angry. Get angry, get mad, and cry your heart out if you have to just don’t go around apologizing about it later.

Anger is power; the world needs to stop policing it.