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Have y’all ever noticed how quickly a woman’s presence becomes important when a man needs defending?
I’m talking about those moments when a man is facing serious accusations, sometimes even charges involving sexual violence, and suddenly the women in his life become part of the public picture.
There’s his wife, standing beside him. His mother might be there. His female attorney. (Funny how men value women’s expertise when they get in trouble.) Maybe his sisters, daughters, or women from his church. Sometimes they speak. Sometimes they don’t have to say a word.
And I always find myself noticing how much meaning people are willing to give their presence.
Because, apparently, everybody understands the importance of women when their presence helps a man.
Sometimes a Woman Doesn’t Even Have to Speak to Be Heard
A woman can stand quietly beside a man accused of something terrible, and people may interpret her presence as a statement about his character.
Well, his wife is still with him.
His mother says he’s a good man.
Look at all those women supporting him.
And sometimes the public takes comfort in that. The women become part of a reassuring picture. Their relationships suggest that there must be something good, trustworthy, or misunderstood about the man.
Now, those women may genuinely love him. They may know him as someone who has treated them with great kindness. They have every right to support someone they love, and an accusation is not proof of guilt. But here’s what interests me.
People can recognize a woman’s credibility without hearing a single word from her when they believe her presence speaks well of a man.
Yet another woman can tell people exactly what happened to her, explain herself carefully, and still find herself struggling to be taken seriously.
Suddenly, everybody needs more information. NOW her voice is less valuable??
Notice When Women’s Words Become Valuable
I’ve spent enough time listening to women talk about difficult experiences to know that many learn to anticipate disbelief before they ever open their mouths.
They worry about whether they’ll sound angry. Whether they’ll remember every detail correctly. Whether someone will bring up an old relationship, a photograph, a text message, or something they said years ago.
I’m not suggesting that every woman who reports sexual violence is telling the entire truth or that every woman supporting an accused man is mistaken. We still need evidence, fair investigations, and due process.
I’m asking something more basic.
Why are we sometimes so generous when interpreting women’s loyalty and so suspicious when interpreting women’s pain? Every time that it is for HE but not for SHE.
Why does one woman’s presence invite people to imagine the best about a man while another woman’s testimony invites people to search for the worst about her?
Why is her voice suspect when she speaks for herself but reassuring when it comes to speaking on a man’s behalf?
Those are questions worth sitting with. This has irritated me for a long time. I despised it every time it was used to settle political debate about a man running for office who was accused of sexual violations. I didn’t know what the truth was, but when the women in his life stepped up to speak for him, now I was completely disinterested in what he had to say.
We Have Always Known How to Recognize Women When It Suits the Occasion
And here’s another thing I’ve noticed.
We live in a time when people can spend hours arguing over what a woman is-but never a man because they keep that on lock- whether the word has a clear meaning, and whether women should expect their sex to be recognized in certain spaces. (Insert fatigue and exhaustion)
But watch how quickly familiar ideas about women return when a man needs public sympathy. When HE needs them, not when SHE needs them.
The public knows exactly what those words and her beautiful presence are supposed to communicate.
And I find that interesting. Because if we can recognize women’s relationships, experiences, and identities when they help tell a sympathetic story about a man, surely we can have serious conversations about women’s needs, boundaries, and safety without treating those same realities as unreasonable things to discuss.
Women should not have to be useful to a man’s story before their own lives become worthy of consideration.
Some of Us Learned Early That Being Valuable Meant Being Useful
I think this reaches into something many women will recognize from ordinary life.
Maybe you grew up being the “dependable girl.” The one who helped without being asked. The one adults praised for being “mature, understanding, and considerate.”
You learned to notice when someone needed something. You learned to make room.
And sometimes, without anyone sitting you down and saying it plainly, you learned that people seemed happiest with you when you were making their lives easier. That lesson can follow a woman into adulthood.
She becomes the one who understands why everybody else is having a hard time. She listens to explanations for behavior that hurt her. She gives people another chance because she knows they’re going through something.
There is nothing wrong with being compassionate. There is beauty in being someone others can depend on.
But somewhere along the way, a woman deserves to ask herself whether the people who appreciate her compassion are equally concerned about her well-being.
Do they value what she gives, or do they value her?
Those are not always the same thing.
And once you begin recognizing that difference in your personal life, you may start seeing it in public life, too.
What Happens When a Woman Needs Someone to Stand Beside Her?
This is the part I keep coming back to.
Imagine a woman who has spent years being there for everybody else.
She has defended people when others criticized them. She has listened when they needed understanding. She has kept family matters private because someone convinced her that protecting the family’s reputation was the loving thing to do.
Then something happens to her. Maybe she needs someone to believe that she’s frightened. Maybe she needs a boundary respected. Maybe she needs someone to stop making excuses for a person who has harmed her.
And instead of receiving the same generosity she has extended to others, she hears questions about what her decision might mean for everybody else.
Have you thought about his future?
What will this do to the family?
Are you sure you want to take things this far?
She may discover that people loved having her on their side but feel considerably less comfortable when she asks them to stand on hers.
I think many women know that feeling, even when their experiences have nothing to do with sexual violence.
It can happen in a family disagreement, a workplace, a church, or a marriage. And it can teach a woman something painful about the difference between being appreciated and being protected.
Women Are Not Supporting Characters in Everybody Else’s Lives
I don’t want women to stop loving their sons, husbands, brothers, fathers, or friends. I don’t want women to become suspicious of every relationship or ashamed of their loyalty. I want us to become more thoughtful about what we ask women’s loyalty to prove.
We should be careful about treating women as character references when their presence is convenient, then treating women as unreliable when they describe something inconvenient.
We cannot fairly measure one woman’s credibility by how much comfort she offers a man and another woman’s credibility by how much discomfort her words create.
That isn’t a reliable way to discover the truth.
I Want Us to Notice Who Benefits From Our Being Believed
As I’ve gotten older, I’ve become more interested in noticing patterns than accepting explanations at face value.
Who gets the benefit of the doubt? Who must keep explaining? Whose feelings become everybody’s emergency, and whose feelings become something everybody expects her to manage privately?
Those questions have taught me a great deal. And I think women who have spent their lives caring for others deserve to ask them without feeling selfish.
You can be generous and observant. You can love people and still recognize when the expectations placed upon you are unequal.
You can even change your mind about something you once accepted as normal. There is wisdom in that.
Because I don’t want women to matter only when their presence makes someone else look good.
I want women to matter when they’re telling the truth about their own lives. When they’re asking difficult questions. When they’re setting boundaries. When they’re making decisions that other people don’t like.
I want their words considered seriously even when those words offer nobody comfort.
And I want the woman who has spent her whole life standing beside everybody else to know something.
You deserve to be heard when you finally speak for yourself, too.
