I was reminded recently of the power of dignity, and how developing a healthy or even overdeveloped sense of dignity as a woman can save your life. My gender dysphoria lessened because I was nearly thirty and found it pathetic to still be wanting to magically turn male one day, and realized how embarrassed I would be having to larp as a man the rest of my life and force other people to acknowledge my delusion. I recovered from my eating disorder because I was so swagless and unconfident starving myself into my thirties that I decide just being okay with being fat/normal weight is way cooler. Nothing is more baller than eating whatever you like, whenever you like, no fake rules, only thing holding you back is your budget. And I gave up any suicidal ideation I had because I thought about how embarrassing it is expecting to have a beautiful tragic meaningful virgin suicide, when I will just be rotting in the ground and no one but one or two people would care after I am gone, also I could be killed at any moment by a man or disease, why rush to the inevitable? Cringe! There is dignity in surviving in this world as a woman. Giving up harmful beauty practices was the easiest, I wasn't feminine to being with, because there is nothing I found more humiliating than wasting time, money and energy to put the woman costume that signals to every man that I have submitted into my role and am not a threat to patriarchal society. With a developed sense of dignity as a woman, I can't be bullied/coerced into sex with men, or any other state of prolonged sexual humiliation. I react to people trying to force me into any situation that threatens my self esteem and pride with righteous anger, not manipulatable despair like before. I cannot recommend developing a sense of dignity more as a woman. It is your greatest ally traversing the woman hating world. I won't stand for any of this bullshit anymore.
