A woman’s work is never done. It’s a man’s world.
How true those sayings are, I didn’t know before.
My mother shielded me from the knowledge. To a great extent, I shield my daughter too.
Why do we shield them? Probably in some vague hope that it’ll be different for them. The future will be better. shielding our
But the world 𝐢𝐬 the same. The world is not different. We just don’t want to hurt our daughters now, to fill their hearts with hopelessness. So we send them out into the world, soft, innocent, and happy, to be hurt.