The problem is not that you get angry at how unjust things around you are.
Every single woman, at some point of her life must have been subjected to something sexist. Something that seemed trivial, something that was said in passing, as a joke, just as an “honest question” ( whatever that means).
Sometimes, people ask you to smile, sometimes they ask you to smile more. On some occasions you’re asked to calm down, for some people you’re too loud, too boisterous. Very un-ladylike.
Sometimes, they don’t take you seriously at work.
There are boxes and if you don’t fit in them, you’re an anomaly.
The problem is not that you get angry,
The problem is that you don’t stay angry long enough.