Don't tell me not to be angry. I'm angry. I'm hurt. I have every right to express my feelings. They linger around when I don't get them out. So when they come up, I'm letting them out. It's not OK in our culture to be an angry woman. Too fucking bad. I'm pissed about that too. Pity me if you must, then look at yourself. I pity you your denial. You can pretend that you have your shit all together, but I have seen beneath the surface. The shell that covers a damaged human can be a lot stronger than the human.