Oh how I love being a woman

If you’re a tiktok addict like me I’m sure this phrase is familiar.

If you’re a woman like me, I’m sure you’ve resonated with these videos countless times and

If you’re a pisces like me… I’m sure you’ve cried out of joy and gratitude for your female friends.

[especially at 3 am when the world is quiet and your thoughts are too loud]

I find pleasure in female company. A kind of pleasure that can be found nowhere else.

I held Kelly’s small soft hands as we stumbled through a noisy crowd on Bourke street. A warm hug from Alice in front of Gong Cha on that winter night always lingers on my mind when I’m lonely. I will always remember Sophie breaking down in QV as soon as she saw me because a stupid boy broke her heart. Kira never made me feel stupid when she shared her advice with me. Four of us sat in Audrey’s living room listening to Joji as we zoned out and stared at the pretty lights on the ceiling. Alex made me pancakes in the morning when a one night sleepover turned into three because I couldn’t bear to sleep alone that week. I laid on Maria’s bed as she did her makeup on a tiny mirror as I expressed my desperation for that one guy. Sarah always has a compliment for me that rolls over her tongue so sweet. Claire and Sonia’s dinner table always calls for long nights accompanied by food, gossip, tarot card reading dissections and dreaded assignments.I always sneak a kiss on Ava’s head because it makes her giggle. My hopes and dreams are never belittled when I discuss them with Angel.

Oh how I love being a woman.

Cuthbertson