I pray I never have a daughter.

Not because of anything I did, for once.

But because of the things they see with their two eyes.

Dealing with pressure and harassment on a daily can be a heavy burden.

Balancing your emotions like a walking tightrope is not an easy feat.

Being catcalled by a man or a woman isn’t flattering.

Being touched unwantedly is not cool

And being talked down to is not helpful.

If I had a daughter I would be ok with her ripping your face off.

I honestly can’t have a daughter.

As much as I think she would be beautiful, I can’t do it

I’m not strong enough.

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