All my life, I have been told to smile and have a happy face. ‘It makes you prettier”, they say. “A lady has to smile all the time”, they say.
Why am I forced to contort my face to their ideal expectations? Why are you, a person I don’t even know, telling me to smile every time I look at you?
You don’t own me. You can’t control how I feel. I am a person. I am my OWN person.
I smile when I want to smile.
I laugh when I want to laugh.
I’m happy when I want to be happy.
I talk when I want to talk.
And you know what’s funny? It’s always a man who tells me this. Some I have known, some I haven’t .
Why is that?
Do they just feel this urge to dictate me? Like their responsibility, is to tell me this unnecessary information?
It’s not. I have the right to portray my emotions, the way I want to. I am strong, I am independent, and even though I am a woman, I don’t have to conform to your ideas of me.