Sometimes little things that irritate me and people may not even be aware of just make me want to call it quits.
My boss cracked a joke about the female pilot who was in a crash recently. I just, I dunno. He said he didn’t mean it, but my whole body feels limp and saggy with disappointment and utter hopelessness.
I’m just a silly woman. Even a pilot who accomplished a fucktonne just to be able to fly a plane is considered a silly woman.
Woman pilot. Not just pilot.
I’m going to have a big old cry now because that sometimes makes me feel better when stuff like this happens. Doesn’t accomplish anything, but it means I don’t fester in rage and bitterness.