“Don’t hit like a weakling. Put your hips into it.”
I glance up from my punching bag. The speaker is not my trainer; I have no idea who he is. He fixes his gaze on me, then demonstrates proper technique with a powerful punch that causes the heavy bag to sway.
I observe him from the corner of my eye because I genuinely want to learn how to strike with full force. However, I also feel discomfort, and that term—weakling—heightens my sense of vulnerability. I lower my gloved hands to my sides, feeling the bag still vibrating from his impact.
Before I became a mother, I hadn’t spent much time contemplating the association between my body and the term “pussy”—at least not in the context of it being a derogatory term used to insult masculinity or imply female weakness. However, the experience of giving birth to my daughter made me acutely aware of such disparagement.
In my case, I physically brought a tiny human into the world through that very anatomy. And it wasn’t broken—my vagina, that is. I could probably do it again countless times if I chose to. Not to brag, but my anatomy is remarkable, thank you very much. All female anatomy is awe-inspiring; I challenge anyone to find a part of the human body—male or female—that rivals its resilience, aside from the uterus.
While the cultural and linguistic roots of the term are complex, “pussy” generally refers to female genitalia, both internal and external. When used insultingly, it implies weakness. This rhetorical device of synecdoche—where a part represents the whole—suggests that if a body part symbolizes powerlessness, then the entire being does as well. It’s essential not to conflate anatomy with gender, as many women lack a vagina and some men possess one. Nevertheless, using “pussy” in a derogatory manner aims to undermine all women, regardless of their anatomy.
I can assert that childbirth is among the most formidable challenges that this anatomy faces, although I’ve heard about women “voting with their vaginas,” which sounds pretty daunting too. The act of delivering a child is not for the faint-hearted—it’s a stunning testament to strength, endurance, bravery, and love.
Personally, I have never felt more empowered than when I brought my daughter into the world. It was a moment when I accomplished something that seemed utterly impossible, driven solely by sheer will and biological science. On that day, across the globe, over 300,000 women were achieving the same incredible feat, many of them also utilizing their anatomy.
Incredible.
I would never equate the experience of childbirth with womanhood, nor would I downplay the myriad ways of becoming a mother that do not involve birthing. In fact, let’s momentarily set aside childbirth because this anatomy is capable of so much more—primarily whatever its owner chooses to do with it. None of these functions are about weakness. Many are connected to blood, pain, passion, love, pleasure… and strength.
It is arguably the extraordinary resilience of female anatomy that prompts ongoing attempts to minimize, distort, and regulate its power—whether through portrayals of women in labor begging for assistance or discussions about what parts of their bodies are deemed acceptable to expose. Additionally, these discussions often reflect societal norms where male visual pleasure is prioritized while breastfeeding is criticized. Attempts to restrict access to birth control and safe abortions also illustrate this struggle for autonomy.
Moreover, women frequently face abuse from men who profess to love them, and societal constructs of female sexual purity still lead to the loss of lives—both figuratively and literally. Young women are often taught to avoid sexual violence, whereas young men are not consistently educated about consent. Women’s empowerment is repeatedly challenged, and maintaining this strength demands immense effort. All of this crystallizes around that seemingly innocuous insult: “Don’t be a weakling.”
Now, I won’t stoop to belittling male anatomy, as I appreciate all bodies. Each body is a miraculous entity, capable of astonishing feats and deserving of respect.
I don’t need to diminish anyone else to assert my own strength. But I refuse to shy away from claiming my own power.
So, I turn back to my punching bag, shaking off the man’s words. I raise my gloves and strike the bag with intent. My hair clings to the sweat on my chest and back as I repeat the rhythm: One, two, slip, two, body, body. I feel a fingernail break within my glove, but I keep on swinging.
I remind myself, repeatedly: Swing harder. Hit. Hit like a strong woman.
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In summary, it is crucial to challenge the derogatory use of the term “pussy” and to acknowledge the strength and resilience inherent in female anatomy. Empowering ourselves means redefining how we perceive and speak about our bodies, embracing our full potential without belittling anyone else.
Keyphrase: Redefining the term ‘pussy’
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