What Feminism Means to Me

It was in university that I started to think about the importance of women issues. It was an elective in Women and Literary Studies that led me to add Women Studies as a minor concentration. Then, I would become part of a team on our campus that revived the women center. We held workshops on domestic violence awareness, rape culture, sex education and many more.

Through the workshops and class lectures, I found myself empowered. I found a strong calling and purpose in spreading a message that informed and motivated others on issues pertaining to women. I found myself relating to the perspectives on what it means to be a woman in our society. The harassment that most women face from cat-calling or unwanted advances. The societal pressures from seeing marriage as an achievement. The feeling of inferiority when you’re not comfortable discussing your ambitions because your place is assumed to be dominant at home in the kitchen or raising kids.

I found myself in a sorry plight, saddened by the stories I heard from women. My professor told us in class off the rape of her daughter. At a workshop discussion, a young girl opened up about her abortion and her feeling unwanted in her relationship.

Before feminism, writing was what moved me the most. I hold words close to my heart. Writing is my love. But feminism is another part of myself. I want to tell you what feminism means to me.

The photo was taken at City University of New York, Queens College. These are members of a women organization that I belonged to.

Feminism to me is about the recognition of the rights of the girl, the young and older woman.

Feminism to me is about using your voice. It’s using your voice to say what is and isn’t right about how women are treated. It’s using your voice to affirm that we own our bodies, not anyone else. It’s using your voice to confirm that our beauty is defined by us.

Feminism to me is about the equality and respect for all women. Feminism to me is the celebration of the African Woman. The Black Woman. The White Woman. The Brown Woman. The Latin Woman. The Asian Woman. All Women.

Feminism is home. It is where I am myself. It is where I found my tribe amongst my sisters.

What does feminism mean to you? Let me know your thoughts in a comment.

The photo was taken at City University of New York, Queens College. It’s me and other performers of the Play: The Vagina Monologues. We recited monologues from the play to raise awareness and support the women and girls who were victims of sexual violence.
Feminism to me is having a voice to say what is and isn't right in how women are treated.

Isioma Ononye

I'm a blogger, freelance writer and news enthusiast. I'm passionate about personal development and I'm a book lover. AIso, I care deeply about feminism. My bliss is found in words that move me, nature and chasing my dreams.

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