The Year of the Womxn.
Yesterday with much trepidation I asked a roaster to cancel an order for a few coffee mugs. I only gained the confidence to type “ I hate to be a pain, and will certainly avoid doing so in the future, but can I cancel the mug order” after asking my partner if it was bad form to ask for a refund. I talked myself down such a rabbit hole, feeling guilty for making extra work for someone, for causing a fuss. The fear of making a request that might make me more of a complicated client for them, lead them to ‘drop me’ was so daunting that I almost avoided it entirely.
Where in the world does this aversion to taking up space come from?
My mom didn’t raise me to shy away. My teachers didn’t harp on being more lady like. My coaches affirmed me, demanding that I enter a tackle like a strong woman. So why was, why am, I so hesitant to speak up for myself.
“Not a problem at all!” was how the roaster promptly responded as they issued a refund for the mugs I no longer needed.
Don’t make yourself small, take up space, womxn.
2021 is the year of the womxn.
Artwork by Christina Animashaun/Vox