Feminine Rage, Or Whatever

You can never perfectly plan for what a man is capable of doing to you. Any man could kill you. That's the problem. That is the issue at hand. It is why every time I hear a man say, "well... or but... or Not All Men", I immediately disregard them as an ally. They become dangerous, because if they aren't hurting me then they are friends with someone who will.

That is why I do not believe things will get better for us. To put it simply, you cannot take the man out of a man. Due to them being physically capable of something (Fuck! Even through a gun.) just the knowledge of that and the ability that so many, too many men have of not addressing that part, well things simply will not improve. Men who do not believe themselves to be dangerous, do not believe they know any other man in their circle who is capable of such things.

So we will keep being killed. We will keep being raped. The only person that can stop doing these things is a man. It is a decision each man must understand, then they must understand that not every man understands at all, nor cares to.

Fathers harm their daughters. Husbands kill their wives; set them on fire rather than have them out there with their own last name again. Boyfriends kill us and our friends rape us. Friends are all of a sudden different when you are in a relationship. You find out Brad from college feels that you have friend-zoned him. The realization that friendship with a woman has its own title; it makes you see red.

And then you find yourself at the age of 31, a shell of the girl you once knew. It's your job to pick up the pieces and put them back together. Coming so close to picking up the bottle instead. All of the time lost, but almost believing the voice saying, "It's okay. It's better to be doing this drunk. Rest. You've tried."

February 1, 2022 - my phone 

After watching Promising Young Woman.