You know what gets fucking exhausting? THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSS. Walking on eggshells. Tap-dancing for dimes. Earning your right to talk about shit that pertains to you, with every fake smile and overly genial, forgiving response, because it’s not like they’re talking about YOUR RIGHTS or anything, you need to SMILE when they don’t get it. Trying to be the most reasonable person in the fucking room. Every room. All the time. Knowing which rooms you won’t walk into, because no matter what you say, it’s not going to work. Being nice. Proving how nice you are. Knowing you have to ALWAYS be nice, no matter what the other person is being. Never saying “ouch” when it hurts you, because look at how fucking nice you are.
Sady Doyle