At first I resisted it SO HARD. “Don’t be a feminazi,” some rotten little voice in my head would mutter when I’d start to let my anger out. And back into the box it would go- because I wouldn’t want to be a bitch. or a feminazi. or a psychopath. or something. Right? Because I was “too much” and I needed to “chill.”Read More
The power isn’t in hiding the feelings,
it’s in having the courage to let them show.
You’d know that if you felt the rage,
the pain, the terror
of someone forcing himselfRead More