All of this time I fought for control I never had. My fate is in the hands of a manipulator. I thought I was smarter than this. All I have to show for myself is this illusion, the image of something quite the contrary to what I believed. But there are things you cannot control. Circumstance. Disappointment. People. There are things you can. Attitude. Perspective. Expectation. I maintain a brave face. My style protects me like a shield.
What are a few minutes but a test for resolve? A few passing minutes, becoming hours stirring in your soul a tempest of betrayal, a world of hurt. What do you do when there is nothing you can do but watch your own defeat?
All of our energy. All of our passion. In the hands of the inept. At the mercy of the ignorant.
In a fight for equality women have tipped the scales out of their favor. A woman is a being of grace and beauty that is worthy of the pedestal she has kicked from beneath her feet.