I also understand why patriarchal men in power paint angry women the way they do. If you’re a feminist— no, if you’re a decent person— you’re fucking pissed as hell because women and men are being fucked with, raped, molested, abused, and hurt at ridiculous fucking rates.  Odds are you have a vested interest in the issue too, because it happened to you.  Then, the more you study it, the more it becomes clear that this wasn’t your fault, like everyone around you said. The more you learn, the more it becomes obvious that there are legal systems and politicians and friends and coworkers and family who are all working against you. No fucking wonder women are pissed as hell. I’m pissed too. Even if you’re a woman who wasn’t abused, you’re fucking angry because people treat you like shit all of the time, even if it’s those tiny little things that don’t matter immediately. Those little acts of violence  just build and build and you have to choose to either internalize it and hate yourself or get MAD and do something about it.  So you do get mad— you get more angry than you’ve ever felt before, because you’ve never had the chance to even say how you feel and have those feelings acknowledged as worthy and awesome.  You get angry because anything else, any compromise or giving up or hiding or pushing things deep down and ignoring them— it’s total self annihilation.  You have to get angry, or else the thought of living in such a world becomes unbearable.