Cawdor Men Vs Women

I sitteth and ponder at mine fatigued and unrecognisable figure looking backeth at me in the glassed mirror. The sound of thunder escaped from the dark night’s horizon of Cawdor. The heartache, grief and stress settle into every part of mine numbing heart, with the events of Banquo’s apparition playing repeatedly in my head. So, is this how it ends? Cawdor has set a standard of how a woman should perceive herself in Cawdor, and if I don’t adhere to this, vain things will occur. What I don't understand, is how men are shown to be more important than women outlined in God’s law, with men given more power. According to this, us women are believed to be morally and physically inferior to men. I was never a beautiful, poised, angelic soul whose tongue would never speak in opinion like Lady Macduff; I talk with a more organised, unruly nature that is often seen as unwomanly. …show more content…
The voices in my head repeatedly play, until I give in and walk to the wash bowl. I lodge my hands in the soothing warm water with a sudden sting of the raw skin, resulting from the repeated process of washing my hands crisp, drying them on the silk skirt that stuck to my cold body. I don’t concur with how a mistress should act, with me wanting the spirits to take away anything that relates to my womanhood. Although, that request did not occur with me falling into weakness and becoming a weak woman who was not in control regarding Macbeth. I am stripped of mine power due to his role as King of Scotland, with Macbeth not telling me of his actions such as the murder of Banquo, and me not able to betoken Macbeth what to do and feel, making me feel vulnerable and