Why I am not a Feminist

I'm a female, very motivated and self confident. I have always been this way, no one has ever needed to tell me that is the way that I needed to be.

So, I don't need to feminist movement to tell me that I matter, or that I am just as good as a male. Don't jump up and say that I am "reaping the benefits" of the feminist movement. There is nothing that the feminists have done that have affected me in any way, shape, or form.

I worked at UPS as my first real physically involved job. I was one of the best, and during the peak season the section supervisor would come find me and ask if I could help the guys that trailers had backed up so they could get sent out in time. I worked 2 trailers by myself that got some of the heaviest flows during peak season. I proved that I could handle it and never had but 1 mis-sort when I first started. No man ever asked me if I needed help lifting any bulk up, and if I needed help I would ask them.

Let me reiterate. I was the person that the guys went to when they needed a job done right.

Then I joined the military, another male dominated work force. No one make fun of me, and when I was in BCT, people (men and women alike) thought I was CID because nothing ever phased me (specifically the Drill sergeants yelling at people or insulting us). I shot better then most of the males and got a few compliments from the male and female drill sergeants. That's really rare to get a compliment or anything seemingly like a compliment from a woman drill sergeant - there is a specific image that they have to maintain of course.

Then I went to my first duty station and I excelled at all of the sections that I worked in. When I was transferred out of a mostly civilian driven section, they moved me back after the civilian pulled some strings - they liked the way I had everything organized and done. I got moved up to a start-up section that required the best that the unit had to offer in terms of problem solving skills and intellect. I got so good at my job that if there was a problem that needed to be fixed or some procedure streamlined, the boss would listen to be and the changes would happen.

No one has ever questioned my decisions, or thought that they were less then valid because of my gender. No one has ever repeated a suggestion of mine and had theirs accepted over mine.

So, in summation, I'm not a victim of male dominance. In my life, there is no version of "male dominance" - only human equality.

Talking about feminism...
Feminism is supposed to be about equality right? What about male domestic violence shelters? Who gets the better deal in divorce cases? Who often times gets sole custody of the children? If a woman slaps or punches a man, is her punishment lighter then a man that slaps or punches a woman? If you are a feminist, you can't use the excuse that the male deserves more punishment because they are bigger because, you know - they are all equals.

Just some food for thought.
/rambling

New Blog

So, I've decided that I wanted to talk about some things not related to my Shave-An-Inch blog (my journey through weight loss) - things like politics, social issues, and things going on around the campus I attend.

I didn't want to alienate the 2 readers I have on my weight loss blog, so I figured I would separate the two and this would give me a chance to talk about things that weigh on my mind and not on my hips :D

So people know what type of background I come from, here goes;
I am 26 years old, white, and a female. I was Homeschooled and came from a low-end middle class family. One Christmas I got a pack of bubble gum and a can of pitted olives.

Once I graduated from Highschool at 15, I started looking for a job. From 16 to 18 years old I worked two jobs so my parents could pay the taxes on the house. Just after I turned 18 I started working for UPS so that I could pay for college - I didn't want to be the weird kid that was in college at a less then normal age. I started attending a community college near me and UPS's tuition assistance program paid for my books and my classes. I had surgery that made me miss 2-3 months of work and I had to withdraw from 3 out of 4 of the college classes in my 3rd semester. After I recovered I stopped going to college, picked up another job (My dad lost his job and we had to keep making house payments and pay taxes) and worked from 6am to 11pm Monday through Friday. I worked like that for six months then dropped my early job and just went to UPS (It was nearing peak season and it was just more worth it to work overtime there then the 6am to 3pm job in the mornings).

In November my youngest brother signed up with the Army, and myself and my second youngest brother followed suit. I left for the military in the summer of 2009. While I was in I met my husband, I kept working on college classes, and then in early 2014 I ETS'ed from the Army (Enlisted Term of Service). Moved to where I am right now and had my pick of colleges due to my high SAT and ACT scores - though if you ask my brother, homeschoolers don't do good in college and don't do well on the ACT or SAT's.

My first semester in a physical college since spring of 2008 I got accepted into the college's Honour Roll and two Honour societies. My husband and I have a nice apartment nearby, and I have two wonderful huskies. Worked my way up in the world and it was a lot of hard work.

So that's my story. Have a husky :D