You have always been held back. Your earliest memories were of your mother reprimanding you - "Girls don't climb trees. Stay here and play with your doll." You looked out of the window longingly. You saw your brother placing his leg on one of the weak branches. You watched as he fell to the ground, screaming, "Mummy! Mummy!" You wouldn't have fallen off that tree. You knew all the branches well and when your mother left for the market, you climbed to the highest branch and looked at the scenery below. You knew where you wanted to be - at the top. But they won't just let you.
In the school's drama, your teacher said you would act the role of the sick patient rushed to the hospital. You stood and shook your head from side to side. "No, I want to be the doctor. I can do it better than him." You said, pointing at the boy who had been given the role. "A man-doctor is better. Don't be disobedient." She chided.
Then you were grown and you thought - "Finally, I can make my dreams come true." After your bachelors degree, you enrolled for a masters degree. After that you continued with a PhD. Your mother, family and friends of the family came knocking - "Have you gone insane? What would you do with all your studying without a man?" Get married - their verdict.
You felt anger well in you. You were not a man-hater - Nah, very far from that. You have had your share of love and heartbreaks but you were not bitter. Maybe you would marry one day, maybe not. But no one has the right to make you feel incomplete.
You are a woman but first a human.