A Love Letter to Angry Women

Dear Angry Women,

As a child, I feared and revered you. In full deference, I even imitated you when you’d purse your lips and furrow your brow, hoping to someday emanate the same power of your holy wrath. Sure, some of you may have taken that wrath too far at times, but in my adulthood, I can look back and understand how it got to that point. I don’t for…