The way I saw it, I was fully capable of being treated with indifference that bordered on disdain while maintaining a strong sense of self-respect. I obeyed his commands, sure that I could fulfill this role while still protecting the sacred place inside of me that I knew deserved more. Different. Better.But that isn't how it works.
Lena Dunham, Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Woman Tells You What She's "Learned"
feminism, self-acceptance, self-respect