The Deal With Being A Lady Lover

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Women are each other's worst enemies when we should be each other's greatest asset.

My general attitude towards other women is genuine excitement at their happiness and beauty. My first instinct is not to criticize but to uplift and this is hardly found in female interactions.

My question on this matter is, why do women treat each other so harshly when the world is already against them?

It's a waste of time and energy to put down ANY woman for ANYTHING. Just because you do not agree with a woman's choices in life, clothing, work, religion, or how she was educated it does not make her less than you.

If you seriously think you are just that much better than anyone else I cannot wait for the day where the truth comes to put you in your place.

I never even thought too much about my attitude on women until a friend and old coworker pointed out to me how my attitude toward her made her feel. (this is the second time she's done this but why dwell on what comes naturally to me?) If I think you look cute I'll tell you. Butt and/or hips look amazing in those pants? Yes I will point it out. If your overall aura is girl power and confidence to the max I will bask in it! Uplifting other females helps me feel better about myself as well.

I've hated my skin for as long as I can remember. (not the color so much as the condition of it) I got the sucky part of puberty first and the good bits seemed to have skipped over me. I never believe the "they bully you because they're jealous" crap, and my confidence in my dorky/overexcited personality only blossomed in the past 2-3 years.

But seeing other women blossom and praising them instead of resenting them in the pits of my gut taught me how to love myself as well.

Being a lady lover for me is only partly a selfless mission.

I'm not sure I can be labeled a feminist, and there are still aspects of myself and my outlook that need work. But I'll be damned if I waste me time putting other women down. It's a gross habit that needs to be kicked by a lot of women.

Ease up. Be a lady lover.

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