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A piece of meat
They call me bitch because I sleep with my dear man.
They call me a slut for sleeping with a lover of people.
I love, he loves.
What more do you want?
They call me worthless because the man decides to leave me.
My life? Do not ask me any more: I’m crazy and almost suicidal.
The stigma I get haunts me every day.
My friend repeatedly tells me that virginity is just a construction.
I’m called ‘not a virgin’ by most people.
They think I’m worthless because of the tearing of my hymen.
Is the value of my humanity a piece of meat inside my vagina?
NOTE : For all of you who feel insignificant because of the rupture of your hymen, you remain valuable as a human being.
Feti is a human who learns to humanise humans, and a sociology student who is interested in women's issues. Her other writings can be found on fetifaj.wordpress.com