Misogyny is so rampant in this world that males think they can simply sum women up in one word: beautiful.
If I had a dollar for every time a man called me “Beautiful” like he knew me and that was my name, I’d be rich.
Then, males usually would get mad if I ignored him.
I was mad because, yet again, I feel as though I am simply a sex object walking on two legs around in public.
Is it really so difficult to simply let women live?
Being called Beautiful by random strangers never made me want to smile or made me feel good.
It could be the fact that every guy that called me that like it was my name, was an entire stranger.
Calling someone Beautiful reminds me of the guy who calls all his lovers a pet name like “Sweetheart” or “Babe” so he won’t accidentally say the wrong name to the wrong woman.
Essentially, this makes the word meaningless.
Being called Beautiful is like a name for me that strange men call every woman as though we are not important enough to have a name or a separate identity.
It’s lazy and he probably shouts it out to every girl and woman, hoping at least one fish will bite.
