Whose Fault Is It?
Whose Fault Is It?
I have three elder sisters.
My mom and my sisters always loved me, but my dad never liked me.
My sisters used to tie rakhi every year on my hand. I always vowed to protect them from all evils.
Slowly, I started realising that I am not what I or others think me to be.
I was devastated when I finally discovered that I am a girl. It was the strong desire of my parents to have a son, which forced my mom to pretend as if I was a boy.
Now, I hate my feminism.
Whose fault is it?