I’m the “let’s use our anger productively queen”…….. but even I want a punching bag in my garage for a reason. Sometimes you need to let this shit out. Let out all the injustices, let out the pain.
I dueled it out with her. She’s still there. She won. I probably didn’t stand a chance but I tried. I tried. I’ll keep trying. I got nothing else really to do. Right? Lol