According to the facts of the world, a millennial is often described as an individual born between the early 80’s and mid-2000’s. Generation Y. The generation full of questions..Why? What? How?

Being on the older end of that spectrum (est 1989); there clearly is not one “type” of millennial. There are the millennials that know what playing outside and getting bruises from falling down a gigantic snow hill at school is like, the ones that grew up watching Ashanti and Ja Rule on TRL after school. And then there are the millennials that are still in high school when the “raising your children differently” transition began. Happy Holidays not Merry Christmas. Everyone wins in gym class. There is no such thing as dodgeball. Et cetera, et cetera. I guess we could subdivide ourselves as 1st generation and 2nd generation millennials if we’re going to get specific.

We grew up with the internet they say. We are the brain-children behind MySpace, Facebook, Twitter. We came out of the womb typing on a keyboard. Most of us know basic coding without having received any kind of formal training. We have an eye for imagination and wonder. We’re not afraid to dream bigger than ever before and are as selfish as they come. Our opinions matter and we’re not afraid to speak our minds. A good chunk of us might not know the ins and outs of politics but you’re damn right we’ll find the answer to any pickle we get into.

Oftentimes our parents and grandparents – basically anyone before our time – is always offering us failed advice. I’m not saying we’re always right but we’re not wrong. We get and appreciate advice given to us. I personally have gotten the best advice of my life from my mom many time over. But often so much tips on life come from people other than our parents. People who think they know us and most of it…most of it is ignorantly hypocritical.

We live in a generation where independence is a prized possession. More and more women raise the “I don’t need a man” flag. Being born out-of-wedlock, being a bastard child – it isn’t unheard of nor it is frowned upon within our generation. However, to our elders it’s just horrible. Life ruining even. But the funny thing is..that it isn’t.

I don’t consider myself a feminist although I do believe in equal rights among men and women but that’s a topic for another post. I don’t consider myself a woman who needs a man either. Sure, I’m in a happy, loving, long-term relationship but I don’t rely on Channing the way I feel my grandmothers or great-grandmothers relied on their husbands. If we have a child now, before we’re married – it’ll be fine. We already live together and we’re in the market for buying our first home. Yes, I do want to get married. I want to unite us as a family. I want my future offspring and I to have the same last name, the universal “family” life that we’re brought up to belive in. But if it doesn’t happen that way, life will go on.

If I was single in my late 20’s or early 30’s with no romantic headway, I’d probably look into advanced ways to have a child. Become a single mother. It’s no longer a death sentence to be a strong and independent women. This goes for all aspects of the millennial generation. Not just me and not just women. More and more companies are hiring for my generation over applicants who have years of experience. Sure, we may be a generation of selfies but we’re a generation of inventors. Of innovators.

We, more than anything, want to prove that we’re the best generation in more ways than one. Because we are and we’re going to own it. #millennials

Bossy And Proud.

Maybe it’s new lingo on the playground but no one had ever called me “bossy” while doing my thing on the swing-set. And if they had, who gives a shit? I know I’m only speaking from personal experience but there were many times in my school days from 4th grade to 7th to 10th to college that I’ve been given a leadership opportunity and I went with it. I never feared being called bossy or having people make fun of me. Hell, I was already being teased for my weight, red hair, dumb last name, and Harry Potter glasses – one more word would have just added go-getting fuel to the fire.


I think we are dealing with an overly sensitive group of women rather than leaders here. True leaders aren’t going to give a flying fuck what anyone thinks of them and if they do than their parents need to reassess how they raise their daughters. It’s not new news that we live in a mans world.

I have a great sense of pride for the strides that the woman have made since the housewives generation in the early 20th century. The only way that we as women have even gotten this far is because we are bossy not because we crossed our legs when we curtsied. So why is bossy labeled such a bad word?

Eliminate bossy from our vocabulary and women won’t have anything to prove to people. They won’t have to prove that being a leader will get you places in life. And really, lets take a man in comparison: A lot of the boys and men that I have come across in the last 15 years that are leaders are very overbearing (ahem, another word for bossy) and can sometimes be royal douche-bags but they are successful. They aren’t successful on just a pretty face and a nice haircut.

“We call girls bossy on the playground,” Sandberg said. “We call them too aggressive or other B-words in the workplace. They’re bossy as little girls, and then they’re aggressive, political, shrill, too ambitious as women.”

This really is frustrating. Does she hear what she is saying? Newsflash: Men and boys are also called too aggressive on the playground when they push or punch someone. They are called assholes or dicks in the workplace when they lack sensitivity. They are called immature when they draw penis’ on their car windows.

I’m not trying to “stick up for” the man. I’m simply pointing out the idiocy of the “Bossy Ban.” Why are these leading women trying to ban words to make them feel better when they tried so damn hard to be treated equally?

“Leadership is not bullying and leadership is not aggression,” Sandberg said. “Leadership is the expectation that you can use your voice for good. That you can make the world a better place.”

So lets do just that. I was called fat, ugly, snotty, 4-eyes, and bossy among many other words over the last 24 years but I’m not going to petition to have those words banned because not only did they make me who I am today but they [those words and the people that said them] forced me to stand up for myself and to actually take a stand. The people that are going to call names will always be bullies regardless of word or no word. They will just tear you down in another forum. Get used to it. If we don’t, than we’re going to be raising a generation of pansies not leaders.

What’s your stance? Lets here it.