my therapist told me, “stop assuming people are mad at you. Stop attempting to read people's minds. stop trying to manage the thoughts and emotions of others. let people be in charge of themselves. if they have something to say to you they will and if they don't it is their responsibility not yours. overthinking kills happiness” and that hit me like a brick.
No matter how tired I am with my life, there's still a voice within me that tells me I have to survive. I have to win my battle. I have to be strong. Not because that's what people expect me to be, but because I deserve to be okay. I don't deserve sadness and pain. I've been very good to people, and I know I don't deserve the wounds that they left on me. I deserve love, not heartache. I deserve happiness, not sadness. And hence, I owe myself forgiveness for forgetting the things that I always deserve.
Out of ten men, one makes a sexual joke at a woman, two laugh, three fake a chuckle to fit in, and four stay silent. None of them speak up. Later, nine of them still believe they're the "good guys." But from the woman's perspective, the laughter, the silence, the looking away, it all creates the same environment. So when women say"most men are the same," this is what they mean: not that every man harasses women, but that most men help protect the system that does.