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Jun 2023
My whole life I supressed my anger
towards people
and instead I tried to please
now I am working on healing this chaoutic pattern
and realizing facing
and befriending the anger instead.

I feel it inside of me
like a blazing hot sword
ready to ****
whoever dares to haunt me or  hurt me.

yesterday
I was walking home
as a man started to follow me and cat call
me,
just like my father and all  of the other  men in my family
\who don't respect or like women.
as well as  most of the men I have met in my life
that I hate with all of the bones in my body.

The past me would've held my body in fear ,
and would've tried to shrink myself down ,
make myself invisible to the wandering eyes.
and rushed along all of  this time .

Instead I held my keys outwards,
and stared back with anger and defiance
as he continued to follow me.

I started to  yell out curse words  and allowed him to pass,
Something as small as that
shows the power of the feminine
when she starts to fight back
against her predators.

My one hope is that I heal
that I meet people
that show me that
there are good people left in the world
because its not just the men that have done me wrong
its the women too
in ways that are just as painful
they sting and burn so harshly inside.
catcaller-banshee
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M  28/F/USA
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