Come to think of it, Elle Beau, you’re right, I’m not angry and maybe it’s a little weird.
Then again, my approach tends to be calm and considered, because if I start spitting flames then my discourse is immediately discredited as hysteria. While anger isn’t unfamiliar to me and indeed got me back into writing, I’m a mediator at heart.
I really, really hope we can move forward and achieve equality. But we women-identifying folks can’t go it alone, and screaming at our interlocutors won’t help.
My lack of anger isn’t a concession to the patriarchy mind you. It’s just… well, let me think about it and get back to you. I think I’m partly worn out, to be honest. 🤷♀️