I’m not a doormat.
But I have lived like one. I’ve stayed put in situations where I know I should leave. Stood silently when people have spoken out of hatred and discrimination.
I have let people slander, falsely accuse, and violate me; their words like slung mud on my back.
I have acquiesced to going places and doing things in I had absolutely no interest.
I have smiled while men shared misogynistic rancor thinly veiled as jokes.
That’s doormat behavior.