An Anger Loop
I’m terse and angry and scared - I feel in a world that doesn’t recognize my right to assertion. I live in an endless loop: anger at my subjugation followed by defense of my right to be angry.
Because my words are full of power and value, and the fact that I’ve had to use them my whole life to defend the value of my gender and humanity, had to use them to convince people why feminism matters - something that should be inherent to a compassionate human race, with no need for convincing - makes me tired, and angry, and fed up.
But that doesn’t mean I’m done trying.