I feel lately that my gender is being brought up to me that I am constantly reminded that I was born a female in the United States. I feel there is an emphasis on women in society that I wasn't aware of a few years ago. I wonder what it means to be a woman in the U.S. now a days as opposed to 30+ years ago. I also wonder about what it means to be a second generation Mexican-American as opposed to a recent immigrant. I know myself to be detached to the traditions, expectations and prejudices that many young Mexican women experience. One thing that immediately comes to mind is an event that happened almost exactly 5 years ago, I decided that I should become a vegan. My parents took the news of my veganism quite well, they didn't say it was an act against god, that god wanted me to eat meat, they were not completely at a loss for what I could possibly ever eat and were accepting and I could not imagine a transition into a new diet being accepted any other way. I have had one friend that tried to "convert" someone to the vegan way and he was met with a great backlash of bible-thumping accusations but that's not my story to get into. My story is about my life as a modern day hipster living in a big city, living with my significant other, not married but domesticated. I try to find peace in my life through nature and coffee shops. I have friends that live nearby to me which is nice because I don't like driving farther than 10 miles out of my radius. I am traditional in a way that most hipster, mexican-americans, without strong cultural ties can be I do the dishes, sometimes, clean the house, sometimes, do laundry sometimes worry about all those things ALL THE TIME. Worry about what my mother will the think of how I keep our house. Worry about what my parents will think of me living with someone I love. Worry about the bugs that live in our kitchen because I buy a lot of fruit. I am unemployed but still try to provide for my family. I try to be responsible and realistic, no we can't afford a dog and our apartment is too small. I am poor but I don't feel like I am, my friends are poor and my neighbors probably are too. I fold the towels, turn the compost, wash my face, put on make up and all the while I think I'm every woman. Every woman in the world does this I am part of a great chain of women that have been doing this for generations, folding towels, washing their faces, managing kitchen scraps, making sure they look nice is this what it means to be a woman? Is this what a woman of domestication looks like? I'm not sure but this is how I feel. Coming soon, Diary of an Unemployed Woman.
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