I am a woman. br I am strong, because I cannot be weak. br I hold everything together, take care of everyone. br I am on call all day, every day, all week. br I get no sick days, no vacations, no time to cry alone. br I take care of everyone else and get all the grief as payment in full. br I work from morning until night. br And am expected to still have time to be beautiful. br At every turn, I am told what I should look, act, and feel like. br I am expected to still perform after hours. br I am expected to never complain, though I hear everyone's cries. br I hardly have time for decent showers. br I wish I remember what it was like to shave my thighs. br Sometimes I just want to wake up at night and drive away. br I want to just drive and drive and drive. br And climb up to the top of a tower at midday. br And close my eyes and just dive, dive, dive...