Reasons to be angry: Boys will be boys unless they are black boys and especially if they are Brett Kavanaugh. A woman is beaten every nine seconds in America (Men Explain Things to Me, Rebecca Solnit, 2014). NINE SECONDS. NINE SECONDS. The Corvallis School District in Oregon is considering cancelling dances for high schoolers because boys can’t stop sexually assaulting girls. HMMMM…maybe Corvallis School District should stop punishing girls for the predatory behavior of boys.
What if anger didn’t lead to violence? What if anger didn’t lead to violence perpetrated by ourselves against our own bodies or other women’s bodies? What if we feminized anger? What if anger… …led to passion… …led to action? What if we acted out of a space of passionate anger? We have to forgive ourselves for letting each other down in our own misperceptions about other women. We are trapped in a never ending cycle of fear paralysis. We have been blaming and shaming ourselve
I have been reflecting back at where I was at this time last year. My sadness was palpable. I was worried about what would happen under the current administration. It is worse than I thought it would be. In today’s Monday Mayhem, I take a look back at my words. 11/19/2016 I am broken, I am on fire. I am shriveled, I am revolutionary. I am devastated, triggered, charred, broken, silenced, shamed, saddened, heartbroken, shocked, disgusted, scared, horrified, traumatized. I am d
This is what happens when you give a girl a writing prompt that contains the word “angry” in it. I wrote this piece as a reaction to the 2016 election. I have never before read anything I have written out loud…much less on video tape (I included the words here to accompany the video). I hope that you all enjoy reading and listening to it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Every time I read it I feel insanely passionate and deeply turned on. xoxo Missy It is difficult to not be
I feel myself slithering up from the depths of only grief looking slightly like Golum from the inside out. A demonic sinister look in my eye promising to eviscerate your soul. Tank Girl I am angry.
Ball busting violently angry.
I want to claw, gnash, tear out, slash and burn.
I want to beat and main and thrash and break and cut and filet your soul from the inside out.
I want to rip your heart from the middle of your body, hang you upside down and watch you drown on your o