I am not usually a fan of ‘awareness campaigns’ such as the #metoo one currently being circulated on social media. In the past I have found that they trivialize the issue being identified. Instead of starting a conversation, or bringing about actual change they simply allow people to feel as though they have done something before swiftly moving on with their lives. I resisted posting #metoo but felt the resistance too deeply this time. While I have well and truly dealt with the numerous cases of sexual abuse I have experienced from the age of 6, today I was faced with the fear I have dreaded since having a baby girl.
Currently undergoing many interviews with experts in public health and psychology in the area of parenting, stress and support, todays interview unveiled yet another validating opinion of the frustration and pressure women feel to achieve, compare and compete. Social media came up briefly as the most obvious gateway for this kind of exchange.
There is a stone house at the end of our driveway. It is immaculate in every way. The grass is perfect, green, mowed. The trees are aligned. The gates are beautiful and detailed. The windows reveal fine glass and china and ornate picture frames. I haven’t been inside although I imagine it to be perfectly spotless and a perfect combination of neat and homely.