Anger - TABOO!
It amazes me. Almost finished my 49th trip around the sun and I still come to really basic conclusions about life and myself on a regular basis. Last night it was this: "I am allowed to be mad. And I don't have to check with other people to see if the situation warrants it". I don't have to justify it. I also don't have to express it, but I do have to process it. We, as girls, are taught by our society (through our peers) that it is not nice to know a lot. I have a reasonably high IQ - which may mean nothing, but it is the only standard measurement we have. Mine stands hovering around 132 (just tried a free online one and it says 141 - but they are notoriously high). When I was an elementary school student I was a bit of a know-it-all. I've talked about this before. I was kind of like Hermione Granger. I knew stuff that other people didn't and I understood things more quickly. And even when I was wrong, I still thought I was right. This t