I am a woman. There is money in my pockets, a roof over my head, food in my cupboard, and love in my life. What I am told by society is that there is no place for anger in my world. I am a feminist. Stereotypes might suggest that I’m gay, that I hate men, I allow my body hair to grow wild, and I’m too angry to laugh at life with the rest of the
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