There is a life I live that isn’t anything like the one I
am existing in. I find this life in the books I read and the movies and TV
shows I watch. An in these sources of adventure magic I have found so so many
women that you can’t help but love. They are hardasses, they are stubborn, soft
and gentle and yet tough as nuts. They are strong and they know their minds and
will never back down from a fight if forced into a corner. They fail, they fall…
miserable at times, but they always stand up, broken and injured but gearing
for more. Gearing to give the world hell. They may at times crawl into a dark
corner to lick their wounds, but they when they step out again… the world that
has broken them had better watch out.
These are the women that inspire me. That make me wish
and hope that I can do better every day. They are the invisible beings watching
my life unfold, tsking at moments when I falter and am not being myself and
applauding me when I am who I am. These are the women I love and hope that I don’t
disappoint…
Nancy Drew who is always intuitive and so kind to her
friends, Buffy who died for the world so many times and yet kept coming back to
give more of herself to save the world. Scully who was dealing with a tough and
stubborn man and discovering a world that she had so little understanding of,
and yet she stood by Mulder even when standing by him meant that she had doubt
what she believed in. Scarlett O’Hara… the woman who for the first time made me
realise that being pretty isn’t the only thing a woman should do and never to
back down from speaking my mind. Trinity who was just as good as any other
soldier in a war against machines. Hermione who could be a best friend and a
worst nightmare, who would stand up for the little people and punch a bully in
his face. Lisbeth Salander who faced injustice and yet got through. The women
created by George RR Martin… whores, queens, and ladies who lived in a time and
place that wasn’t exactly women-friendly and yet made a life – Daenerys
Targaryen, Cersei Lannister, Arya Stark, Shae, Breinne of Tarth. And now
finally we watch Furiosa – a woman fighting a war that is beyond her, saving
other women (and herself) from a life ruled by men. Yes. These are the women
who I aspire to be.
So maybe I’m not Furiosa. Not yet. But I will be.