My own sex, I hope, will excuse me, if I treat them like rational creatures, instead of flattering their fascinatinggraces, and viewing them as if they were in a state of perpetual childhood, unable to stand alone. Mary Wollstonecraft, A Vindication of the Rights of Woman
I once hada round silhouetteno cornersor rough spotsmen have ground me down, intorazor sharp edges ******* Written for a Dverse prompt from early in the week. I wasn’t sure which direction to go in until I spent time taking virtual bias training provided by my employer. The moderator mentioned that our company plans to be better about protecting employees from badly behaved clients, and a wave of memories of my own bad experiences washed over me.