Six Ten AM

I love seeing women get their spark back. I think it’s refreshing and inspiring. This isn’t so much about breakups—whatever the catalyst may be, I think coming back home to yourself is a beautiful thing. That radiance cannot be replicated, nor can that sense of self when you’re just so at peace. When you start doing the things you love again, when you step back out into the world after being isolated, when you embrace the things that are undeniably  you —it brings me so much joy. I’m surrounded by beautiful women, and sure, life gets them down in the dumps sometimes. But then, after a while—maybe after not seeing them for some time—and we catch up?  Man.  The glow? Something about the way they carry themselves and smile has a Venusian feel to it. There’s something sacred about a woman coming into her own. When she stops looking for validation outside of herself and instead finds it within. When she realizes she doesn’t need to shrink to be loved, to be chosen, or to belo...

Why is it that when a man fails as a partner or father, the first instinct isn’t to hold him accountable—but to blame the woman who trusted him? Blaming women for men’s behavior is not only harmful but also a blatant form of victim-blaming that upholds the very systems enabling this behavior in the first place. Yesterday was International Women’s Day—a day meant to celebrate and uplift women—yet, as expected, some people…I won’t say who (men), took it upon themselves to derail the conversation. What’s even more disappointing is the number of women who joined in, reinforcing harmful narratives that place the blame on women when men reveal their true nature. This is especially common when it comes to relationships and co-parenting. The moment a man is exposed as neglectful, irresponsible, or outright harmful, a chorus of voices rushes to blame the woman. “She should have known better.” “She should have chosen wisely.” “She should have left sooner.”   Hao?  While there are c...