FEMININE RAGE
⋆. 𐙚 “I’m angry for the girl who thought this was all she deserved.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I’m done being good if good means invisible.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I did everything right and it still wasn’t enough, so don’t ask me to be polite about it.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I learned early that being good meant being small.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I swallowed my anger so well I forgot it was allowed to exist.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I was praised for my patience and punished for my needs.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I didn’t know I was allowed to want things without earning them.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I don’t know when I learned to apologize for taking up space, but I’m tired of it.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I was good because I was afraid. Don’t confuse that with kindness.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I kept waiting for someone to notice how much I was holding back.”
⋆. 𐙚 “You liked me better when I didn’t argue, didn’t ask, didn’t need.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I was told my anger made me unlovable, so I turned it inward.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I broke my own heart trying to be worth keeping.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I learned how to survive by not needing anything from anyone.”
⋆. 𐙚 “You don’t get to call me cold now. I burned myself out keeping everyone warm.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I don’t know who I’d be if I hadn’t spent so long behaving.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I thought if I was good enough, I’d finally be safe.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I was praised for being understanding when I should’ve been protected.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I learned to read the room before I learned to listen to myself.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I don’t know how much of my life was choice and how much was fear.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I didn’t lose my softness. I lost my tolerance.”
⋆. 𐙚 “You don’t get credit for benefiting from my silence.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I spent years being grateful for crumbs.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I was told to be strong, but what they meant was quiet.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I don’t want to be brave anymore. I want to be honest.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I learned how to disappear in plain sight.”
⋆. 𐙚 “I don’t owe anyone the version of me that survived by shrinking.”
