Anger

I'm very angry.
I am angry with the way we allow society to make stupid choices for us
especially when we know exactly what we want.

I want to go for the Calabar carnival,but my mother feels that society
will say as a single woman I travel too much.Sadly,it'd matter if I
gave a damn about society and their opinion.

I have married friends,some female,some male.My mother believes that I
can never be friends with a man if his wife hasn't approved me.As if
that would stop a man from cheating if he wants to.As if he'll bring
his mistress to his wife to approve.

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"Hope" is the thing with feathers-that perches in the soul and sings
the tune without words- and never stops- at all.
Emily Dickinson.