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The Power of Changing a Tire

by | May 16, 2019 | Fierce Women, Freedom, Patriarchalism

I did something tonight that made me feel invincible: I fixed my own vacuum.

This, coming only two days after I blew out a tire on the highway and decided that instead of calling for roadside assistance, I would figure it out on my own.  I may not have known how a jack worked, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t learn. After watching a couple of YouTube tutorials, I hiked up my dress, knelt down in my stilettos, and changed that tired by myself like a boss. ?

Why do these two simple acts make me feel like Wonder Woman? Because I was told for years that these tasks for were for men only— that women were incapable of performing such repairs. I was told that situations like these were one of the main reasons why girls needed to stay at home under their father’s protection until marriage, and why a woman needed the protection, saving, and guidance of husband. After all, who would fix the leaky faucet, change the oil, and clear the computer of the virus if not for the husband?!

I have literally seen women fall emotionally apart after divorce because they didn’t know how they would manage simple home repairs without their husband around. This is beyond just sad, this is ridiculous.

It’s time to enact a change. Let’s teach our little girls that they can do more. That they have beautiful, smart brains that can learn anything if they set their mind to it. Let’s teach them to be smart, savvy, and safe.  Let’s teach them resourcefulness and rambunctious ambition.

Let’s teach them that they are strong and capable enough to thrive in this world as an independent, single woman if they so choose to do so.

Let’s teach our girls to grow up and believe that they can be a strong, smart, capable, grown woman perfectly proficient enough to change her own darn tire. ?

Let’s teach our little girls that they do not need a male rescuer.

Jesus is enough for them.



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About the Author

Emily Elizabeth Anderson is a Christian blogger and rising activist for people who have experienced abuse within a Christian environment.

After growing up in a fundamentalist cult for 23 years and experiencing childhood domestic violence, Emily began her journey to recovery in 2015 and eventually found Jesus to be her ultimate healer. She soon turned her passion for writing into a blog and her story has since been featured on several media outlets including NPR.

She married her best friend, Joshua, in 2020 and together they are passionate about educating on the realities of trauma survival and recovery, as well as supporting survivors they meet through their online community.

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