Once more I am in a tug of war with a man who thinks that just because he is a man that makes him automatically superior to my ability and intellect. Once more another man will be shown their errors.

It would be nice to not have to always Hulk up and show niggas but there is something about men – especially today – which makes that seem impossible. I don’t always enjoy this, although sometimes I do. One of the misconceptions about women like me is that we seek out these confrontations. I know that for me, there were times I did. Those times were when I was younger, with more energy, and more misplaced anger to express. I could not ‘fight’ those who were actually causing me harm and stress so I allowed myself to pick fights with others. The targets were always ‘bigger’ than me so I never considered it bullying, but perhaps in a sense it was.

This particular bully has a following, and battling with said following could be a risk. Those type of followers are a threat. They are fucking delusional but that in a sense increases the threat. Someone like me is the face of all they’ve been trained to hate. They are not capable of looking past their training to the bigger enemy. I am instead the target of their anger, because these things are human being human in realest sense. I mean I just admitted to similar behavior right up there.

I am built for this moment just as I’ve been built for the ones prior. I’ve already gotten one video down and I am working on the next.

The posts on Meta will fall as well.

I want to touchdown dance once its all over. I most likely won’t though, the consequences of that celebration would not be worth it considering the current trajectory of my life. Instead of a dance they will have to watch me flourish.