I screamed the screams of a thousand women who are tired of being treated like shit by men this morning.

And when he told me I was sensitive, I said, you're damn right I'm sensitive. Because I care and I'm paying attention and I refuse to let someone be hurt and berated in front of me. He was yelling. Yelling at a woman with dementia.

It's not rage in me, it's enormous disappointment. It's endless boredom with people's repressed insecurities that they unleash on anyone who will cower.

I'm sensitive AF and I do not cower.

I am tired of watching people be bullied. And it's because I have feelings and I care that makes me powerful, not weak. So they can call me what they want. They can project until they choke on it. I do not cower and they heard the screaming fox today. For whatever it's worth, a woman was stood up for today. A woman who can't stand up for herself was protected and knows kindness is strong too.

It's the bullies that are weak.