I grew up in a repressive, fundie, misogynistic, sexist family which did nothing for the first 22 years of my life except force-feed me the lie that women are supposed to be proper, polite, subservient, and obedient. Their answers never satisfied my questions and I was simply told not to worry about it.

Somewhere along the way I got out the shovel and started digging for my own answers, and somewhere under the stratified shit I found them. Women are the creative force of the Universe, miniature copies of big Mama Earth. We are the Womb and the Nurturer and way back in pre-patriarchal times, the female archetype was God. The big lie went right out the window for me and I found, for the first time in my life, Who I Am.

I am a Woman with No Apologies.

If the alternative to buying into the lie that women are second rate is autonomy, freedom to do and be what I want, cats not babies, multiple orgasms, and the balls to turn my ass up and moon the whole female stereotype perpetuated by white, Judeo-Christian culture, then sign me up!

I am THE No Excuses, In-Yer-Face, Queen of my World, Bitch On Wheels!

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