I’m so tired of being angry. I’m so tired of being less than. I’m so tired of being told if I want to have a career I can’t have a family, and that if I try to have both, I’m a bad person. I’m tired of being told I’m not the kind of person (“I’m glad women can’t be in The Masters, I don’t wanna go to some women’s event”) the members of Augusta would want in their club because I have a uterus. I’m tired of it being questioned whether or not I am funny because I have a vagina. I’m tired of people refusing to take 50% of our population seriously because of our gender. I’m tired of hearing about what a slut I am because I have an insurance plan that I use to pay for hormonal contraceptives. I’m tired of being called a sinner and potential murderer because I use those contraceptives. I’m tired of having people roll their eyes and call into question my attractiveness when I point out that all of these things are happening. And I’m tired of watching so many people, including most of the men I know, not care.