Prompt: Envy
Summary: "Occasionally, she finds herself feeling a little envious of men."
Rating: K+
Warnings: One bad word. It's K+, but yeah... look out for that one bad one.
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Diane Lockhart has a confession to make: and it's that, occasionally, she finds herself feeling a little envious of men. All of the men she's fought against for job positions or recognition. For promotions. For acceptance. For Goddamn respect. All of the men and their sacred boy's club with its built in opportunities and connections and everything else that goes along with it. All of the men she's battled in court who have tried to use their gender as a tool to "over power" her. All of the men who have surpassed her in her career without deserving to. All of the men who have had it so fucking easy.
But then she realizes something.
She made it anyway.
She beat the odds and made it to the top. She got the jobs and promotions despite sexism and those preconceived notions that women "don't have what it takes." She earned respect and acceptance and, on her own, found and made opportunities and connections. In court, she showed those men that she couldn't be scared that easily and, most of all, she worked. She worked twice, three times, four times as hard as any of her competitors did! And she has that. She has that knowledge that that is why she's here. She sacrificed, she worked, she fought, she climbed to the top of the legal field with those manicured claws of hers, and she did it with dignity. And now there she is, in her corner office on the 28th floor, looking out over Chicago, thinking about all she's accomplished and overcome and the feeling she get's while considering that—she'll take that feeling over ease any day. And suddenly, she finds herself pitying rather than envying men, and she couldn't be more happy or proud to be a woman. A woman.
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