Part of the awesomeness of being female is the knowledge that you’re not a man, you’re not male, you don’t have a dick or a sickly xy. You’re female and while that brings a shocking and horrific spectrum of oppression, I sleep at night grateful to be a woman because it means I’m not a man. Female IS exclusive to males. And femaleness is celebratory. We are fascinating, powerful, and necessary. Men aren’t. They’re just male.