The Only Angry Woman in the Room

I am having trouble, at the moment, with being the only women doing an Honours in Sociology, including the lectures. I get angry when I don't get a chance to speak, or perhaps don't feel I have the chance to speak, I'm not sure it matters which. I get angry when feminism or gender is added in as an after thought. I get angry when a man talks about gender or feminism as though they know anything about it. I get angry when they look at me as though I am gender or I am feminism. I get angry because I feel like the token feminist. I get angry because it's not ok to talk about how things made you feel, you have to have a rational argument. I get angry that when I disagree I go quiet instead of speaking out and having my opinion heard. I get angry that I didn't grow up feeling as though I had a voice other people would listen too. I get angry that I go home and cry instead of putting forward a rational argument. I get angry that a part of me wants to fit in and be just like them. I get angry that I notice all this. I get angry that it is a part of my life.