The Martyr Was a Solution

The martyr gets talked about like a character flaw. She was a solution.

Where she came from

Most of the world we live in was built around a particular kind of freedom: eat when you’re hungry, rest when you’re tired, leave when you want to. Women were shaped to fit around that world, usually without anyone asking whether it worked for them.

Generation after generation, the shape hardened into a habit. Eventually the habit started passing for a fact of nature. Of course mom eats last. Of course she’s the one who stays up. Of course she’s fine.

Inside that world, going without was one of the very few forms of power a woman could actually get her hands on. She couldn’t own much. She couldn’t leave easily. But she could hold everything together on nothing, and that bought her a kind of standing nobody could argue with.

It worked. It still works. That’s exactly why it won’t put itself down.

Why she’s still here

If you skip lunch and then feel a flash of irritation watching someone else eat at 4pm, that’s her. If you’d rather do everything yourself than ask and risk owing someone, that’s her. If you only feel allowed to rest once you’re visibly depleted, that’s her too.

She isn’t irrational. She’s running a strategy that made sense for a long time. Sacrifice was currency. Being the one who needed nothing kept you safe and gave you a say.

That’s why shaming her never works. You can’t guilt a survival strategy into retiring.

Keep what you choose

The list of options is longer now. You can ask for help. You can need things out loud. You can leave a room. Not all of it feels safe yet, and that’s fine. It doesn’t have to feel safe to be available.

So I’m not going to tell you to get rid of her. I’m going to ask the question we ask in the Haus: which part of her would you keep on purpose?

Maybe it’s her endurance. Her loyalty. Her ability to make something out of nothing. Keep that. Then look at the rest, the skipped meals, the silent resentment, the “I’m fine,” and decide whether it still has a job.

If you want a room of women doing this work together, that’s what Hausmates is for.

Liz

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