I am used to being angry. I am angry quite often. Rarely for an extended period of time. But I get angry. And I know how to deal with it. Up to a certain point I even find it comforting.
I am not angry now.
Instead there is a disappointment that saturates every part of me. This sadness that I am not entirely accustomed to. And I feel like a woman
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