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“My anger has meant pain to me but it has also meant survival, and before I give it up I'm going to be sure that there is something at least as powerful to replace it on the road to clarity." I wrote this in a journal a couple years back: Anger speaks loudly never questions if she is heard. When worn on a black woman’s face People listen. Now, I am not condoning violence here. We are all multifaceted and allowed to carry an array of emotions within us. Anger being one of them. When I speak of anger I am referring to the fuel that it ignites within us. A fuel that can be redirected and repurposed into something uplifting and constructive. Anger can push us through events where no other emotion feels appropriate as a reaction. I am allowed to be angry. Just as much as I am a womyn and just as much as I am black. These three elements combined are more than an archetype. More than a source of amusement to the very power structure that created it. Our resting witch face reminds people that... Anger is a part of our journey. Because anger is real and it is always relevant.
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