Annoyance.

by Ashley Weeks Cart

I am having a “day.”

The sinus pressure is still raging. But what’s new! We’re going on day 8 of Operation: Bash Ashley’s Brain Against Her Skull.

And, to add insult to injury, I was spoken to in a manner that is entirely unacceptable, except, I don’t have a penis, so in this person’s mind, it was entirely appropriate to be degrading and rude. Worse, if I kick up a fuss, I’ll be accused of being “sensitive and hormonal.”

Women can’t win, y’all. Either we roll over like dogs when men demoralize us, or we’re called irrational bitches.

I’m going to go ahead an envision myself here. Because that seems like a happy, glorious place to be.

Also, I want every, single one of these photographs in my home. Immediately.

Okay, maybe not the one’s with the bloody bandaids and death scenes, but ya know, any of these whimsical ones.

Photo Credit: Lissy Elle Photography