These days when we see/hear the word Resistance, we usually think about resisting the Patriarchy or some other form of oppression, and right now all I can think of is how much I resist my anger - speaking of it, writing about it, the whole shebang. I have so much resistance to it. I'm sure there is MUCH subconscious shenanigans going on in my psyche. Today I forced myself to stay in this chair until I posted something, anything.
I'm reading Good and Mad by Rebecca Traister.
In June of 2018, I stumbled upon Tracee Ellis Ross TED Talk, A Woman's Fury Holds Lifetimes of Wisdom. If you have not seen it, click on the link or scroll down and watch here. Don't waste a minute. Do it now. I cried. I felt immeasurable validation as a woman. I learned more about the intersectionality of it, and I raged against the patriarchy, remembering all the women who went before me - my mother, her sisters, her mother, and more. All the stories, all the actions, all t