Frustrated

Tonight I’m frustrated. I’m frustrated that my voice feels stifled. I’m frustrated that I can’t say exactly what’s on my mind because someone might be offended. I’m frustrated that no matter how many times I communicate effectively it's overlooked as if I don’t know my own feelings. I’m frustrated that when I try to pray I feel like I’m venting. I’m frustrated that this all comes up after my therapy session and I’ll have to wait a month to express it. And by the time we talk I’ll have calmed down and probably forget to mention it. I'm frustrated because as a woman we should be able to voice our emotions and be heard. I’m frustrated because I haven’t yet built a community where I feel safe enough to share the details of my frustrations.