Blog Post Two “To the Feminists Who Think They’re the Prize”

📝 Blog Post

“To the Feminists Who Think They’re the Prize”
By Samuel

Let’s talk.

And no — this isn’t a hit piece.
This isn’t misogyny wrapped in sarcasm.
This is clarity. Unfiltered.

Because lately, a certain brand of feminism has convinced some of you that your existence alone… is the reward.
That just being a woman puts you at the finish line — while men compete, crawl, and grovel for your attention.

You say:

“I am the prize.”

Okay. Let’s pause there.
Because I’ve got questions.

📦 What Makes You the Prize?

Is it your personality?
Your peace?
Your discipline?
Your ability to nurture, challenge, and elevate someone?

Or… is it just because you’re a woman?

Because if all you bring to the table is the tablecloth, but demand a man to be the chef, the waiter, and the five-star experience — maybe the real issue is the menu.

🧠 Equal Doesn’t Mean Untouchable

Feminism, at its core, was about equality.
Not entitlement.
Not arrogance.

If you want to be seen as an equal — act like one.
Bring something of value. Build. Think. Speak. Lead.

You’re not exempt from criticism just because you’re a woman.
And disagreeing with you doesn’t make someone a misogynist — it makes them honest.

🤝 A Relationship Is Mutual — Not a Throne

Here’s the truth:

You’re not a queen unless you reign with character.
Not with tweets about “high value” and “if he wanted to, he would.”
Not with filters, followers, or finger snaps.

Being beautiful doesn’t exactly make you a prize.
Being intentional does.
Being self-aware does.
Being kind, intelligent, and emotionally solid does.

The same way we call out guys for being bums, cheats, and narcissists —
You don’t get a free pass just because you post “soft girl” aesthetics with a side of delusion.

👑 Real Prizes Don’t Have to Say They’re Prizes

Think about it.
Diamonds don’t brag — they shine.
Gold doesn’t chase — it’s pursued.
Wisdom doesn’t shout — it speaks when needed.

If you really are the prize, people will notice.
You won’t have to say it every 3 Instagram captions.

✋ On Respect (And When It Runs Out)

Let’s be honest.

Some of you ladies aren’t just loud with the “I’m the prize” talk.
You’re pushing your luck. 🧨
Especially when arguments turn physical.

Let me say this plainly.

Putting your hands on someone doesn’t magically become okay because you’re a woman.
That’s not confidence.
That’s betting on restraint. 🎲

You’re assuming the other person will hold back.
Not because you’re right.
But because they have more to lose.

Now, turning to the men. 👀

As a man, you don’t retaliate because you’re weak,
but because it’s simply not worth it.

It’s not pleasant.
It’s not honorable.
And it’s one wrong move away from jail, charges, or a life problem that started because someone else lost control. 🚓⛓️

That’s the part people pretend not to see.

Equality gets waved around by some when it’s convenient.
But when accountability shows up, the tone switches real fast.
Suddenly it’s: “Are you even a man?”

🤨
Funny how fast the rules rewrite themselves mid-argument.

Here’s the standard.
No loopholes. No theatrics.

Keep your hands to yourself.
Say what you want, argue how you want, but don’t cross that line.
Respect isn’t gendered. It’s basic. 🥶👏

And don’t twist this into something lazy.
This isn’t about hating women.
It’s about not tolerating double standards.

To the women who aren’t reckless, who don’t test limits, who carry themselves with self-respect and emotional control?

You already know.
You give respect back.
Every single time. 🖤

And if you’re the kind of guy who has anger issues, I get it.
Some people keep pushing their luck.

So maybe handle it like this.

You give three free trials.

After that? Game over. 🎮
No continues. No respawns.

You either:

Walk away and ghost so hard they think you evaporated🚶‍♂️💨
or
You let another woman handle it, because hitting women just isn’t pleasant, and you probably don’t want to downgrade yourself into WWE theatrics.

💬 Final Thoughts

This isn’t hate.
It’s honesty.

And if this offended you… maybe you’re the one it was meant for.

Ladies — some of you really are prizes.
But for the ones who lead with ego instead of essence?
You’re just wrapping paper with nothing inside.

Truth doesn’t care about your vibe.
It just shows up. Uninvited.

And today?
It showed up in blog form.

— Chaos Samuel ✨
Writing without permission. Living without labels.