I know, right?
Why would I even say the world pukey.
I mean, you might be eating right now, and that'd be awkward.
However, I promised myself to be 100% honest and open during these 100 days before me, and share whatever feelings come to me. So every day, I would share my feeling with you, no censorship or shame or anything.
And today's feeling has a lot to do with being a woman.
Being a woman is both amazing and terrible.
On one hand, you can dress up and be sensitive (and not be judged for it), but on the other, you have to give birth and be in pain every month (if you're one of the unlucky ones) and make less money than your male colleagues (although I hear Iceland is working to fix that, but I don't live there). Not to mention that it is mostly women that suffer from Impostor Syndrome.
As if we're working less hard. As if we want to be ejecting basketballs out of our-. As if we want to have another living being attached to our breasts.
To be completely honest, if I ever have children, they'll be adopted.
Not just because of the breast and basketball things, but also because there are so many children in the world who are uncared for and I really don't care whether they carry my genes or what the color of their skin is. I don't even care if they have neurosis because their previous adopters had been beating them.
In fact, I would like to care for the children who had been mistreated.
I am not afraid of a challenge. And they deserve better.
So what I'm taking from today's exercise is that in the future, I would like to become a foster parent. And while I have no idea how that works - in my country or any other for that matter - I am more than willing to figure it out.
Someone has to care for the uncared for children of the world.
It would be a privilege to be that person. :)