Monday, 10 June 2019

A Woman's Right To Fury

A Woman's Right To Fury
Like many women, I got sad, not angry, for most of my pre-menopausal life. I pushed down and compressed my anger until I could almost convince myself it did not exist. I reveled in being split, diaphanous. It was a little like being high, having no singular self. Being weightless, like a ghost.

June 10, 2019 at 08:21PM
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