In The Second Sex, Simone de Beauvoir exposed a truth:
Society respects a woman who depends, and obeys men— and punishes the woman who stands alone independently.
Simone de Beauvoir’s “Second Sex” lens the idea that society treats women as “the Other,” valued only when “chosen,” validated, or endorsed by men.
I have lived this — since 2018, and even today. Not in a courtroom, but in society’s silent trial rooms —
the offices, the whispers, the back-channels, the way Pink showed us: you don’t need a judge to be judged in this country.
When a man feels his power, status, or masculinity threatened by a woman’s independence, he lashes out. He judges, belittles, and attacks her character — not because she has done wrong, but because her freedom exposes the fragility of his own identity.
They call us The Second Sex — the Other — as if we exist only when chosen by a man.
To them, a woman’s worth begins at acceptance, and ends at rejection.
But listen clearly — Iam not waiting here to be chosen ;
As a partner As a wife As a lover And certainly not as a mentee.
So please — spare me the mythology where men compare themselves to Lord Krishna and imagine they have the right to “select” their Arjuna. Who told you that you are Lord Krishna?
When did you crown yourself God?
While you whispered warnings to men around me —
“She cheats.”
“She lacks skill.”
“She won’t learn.”
“She wants a man for money.”
But here is what you never understood:
It is not my dependence you fear —
it is my independence.
It is not my bank balance that unsettles you —
it is the fact that I do not need you at all.
Not financially.
Not emotionally.
Not socially.
Not spiritually.
No - I dont even need you in my career.
You are not afraid that I will depend on you — you are afraid I never will.
I am a virgin who has lived alone for 17 years since my father passed away.
Not because I couldn’t find a man — but because I refused to trade myself for survival.
Every single time you whispered to men around me that I wanted a man for money, I broke a little.
I walked away in silence, searching for myself again, with tears in my eyes, crying quietly so no one would see.
These are the men who wounds a woman's character only because they cant touch her spirit. I have completed the journey of self and i have understood that Iam my own savior and i dont need any man.
You're not intimidated by my bank balance — you're intimidated by the fact that I don’t need you.
Yes, they’re right — I may not code like a software engineer.
Just as they cannot build businesses the way I do.
But that will never mean I will accept guidance from a man who tried to stain my character simply because he was insecured about my independence.
I accept this challenge.
Let’s see how far I can go in my career without the shadow or support of a man.
It’s not that I dislike men.
I simply refuse to tolerate men whose pride trembles at a woman’s independence — those who feel threatened by her strength, and try to wound her character because they cannot touch her spirit.
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