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Sarah W's avatar

"Americans love a TV show that reveals the depths of patriarchy without ever naming the villain." Oof.

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Becky G's avatar

I was forced (pestered, berated, bible-versed) into my first marriage at a stupidly young age because my mother pronounced, after I started sharing an apartment with a boyfriend, that I was living in sin and would go to hell if I didn't get married.

On my own, I was no longer religious, but it can take (has taken) a lifetime to remove those hooks. Even so, I went to church with her when I'd visit, and she would surprise me with humiliating "counseling" sessions with her pastor who would refuse me communion because that was for someone seeking forgiveness and I couldn't do that while still living in sin. And, oh yeah, I was going to hell. If I agreed to go to church when she visited me (without stepping foot in my Den of Satan), she'd give that church my name and contact information without telling me, and they'd show up later on my doorstep.

So, I got married. She had nothing to do with planning. (The closest she came to that was sneering that the Wedding March should never be played in a church.) She wasn't there when I bought my dress. I could swear she was at my bridal shower, but I don't see her in any of the photos. I'm her only daughter. She was so hell-bent on saving my soul but had nothing to do with the thing she insisted would do that.

When, four years later, that husband -- and supposed savior of my soul -- hit me, I called my mother to ask for help. She told me to submit to my husband.

I tried to watch that show, but I don't think I made it 10 minutes in before I had to shut it off. I'm not dismissing it as silly or frivolous, though. I think it's important to hold it up to the light and see what's there. I'm just glad that you do that so well and I don't have to.

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