The more I read, the madder I get.
I see so many friends sharing stories of sexism.
It occurs to me that, personally, I’ve forgotten more than I remember.
I know there are some repressed details I don’t want to deal with again. (If at all. Selective memory, people.)
I mean, I have enough clear and present memories of suffering fools. My little lady brain can only hold so much.
I tell you, though. One of these days I’m either going to pat someone lovingly with a shovel for hitting one of my triggers … or else I’m going to do something useful and spectacular and change the world.
Given how many triggers I try with all my might to ignore, I’d be bullish on shovels. I like Home Depot over Lowe’s, if you needed the stock pick.