Once upon a time, Doctor Who (and science fiction in general) was, by and large, a guy thing. These days there’s an ever-growing population of female fans.
You’d think guys would be delighted to have so many girls getting their geek on, right? Er, not really. A surprisingly large contingent of misogynistic male fans believes that “fangirls” like me are ruining everything.
I’ve loved Doctor Who since I was 16 years old. The highlight of my year is attending a local convention where I can hang out with other fans. The only reason I am on Facebook is so I can share my enthusiasm with fellow fanatics.
But suddenly, I’m tired. I’m tired of watching guys rate the Doctor’s female companions solely on their hotness. I’m tired of hearing female companions dismissed as too feisty, too screamy, too whiney and too bitchy. I’m tired of having to prove that I’m a “real” fan. And I’m tired of being told that I don’t belong in Doctor Who fandom simply because I have ovaries.
Yeah, I’m sick of it. The sexism. The negativity. The Steven Moffat bashing. The hatred between new Who and classic Who fans.
It’s stopped being fun. So I guess it’s time for me to leave the TARDIS.
So goodbye Doctor. I’ll miss you. Your other fans? Not so much.
Sharon loves Doctor Who, waterfalls, British accents, autumn, and chocolate. She lives with two demanding cats and a large collection of books and lightsabers. Her hobbies include blogging, blinking and breathing in and out.