I am 23 years old and just graduated with a bachelor in social sciences. While at University, i felt treated equally. Never truly felt sexism since my field of study was overpopulated with women anyways. I always worked as a waitress cause I love it. I decided to do a year of full time waiting tables to figure out where I want to move my life.
Since I am working full time, i have been bombarded with compliments and numbers and while it was charming in the beginning, i noted a change in my behavior. I started to reduce myself to my female beauty. Since no one asked for my scientific, or political beliefs anymore i kinda.. don’t know how to say it. Because i am being reduced to my outer appearance, i started to define myself over it.
I might sound stupid and spoilt, but if all you ever hear all day “Gosh, is that a pretty girl.” you start to believe that all you are is a pretty girl.
I fought it by writing all the other things about me in my journal. To keep in mind that I am a good friend, funny and loveable. Not just some drunk fantasy serving drunk men.