How do your Asian Americanness and your feminism intersect or clash?

My grandmother is the smartest and strongest woman I know. She survived the bombings in Taiwan during World War II, started working at the age of 11 at the local textile factory to help contribute to her family of 11. She built herself a pretty sustainable tailoring business, which she ran from her teens ‘til her early twenties, but was forced to close it down in favor of marriage. Even after marriage, she and my grandfather built a very successful business, which they still run today. I look to her as a source of strength and determination every time I'm feeling down and helpless. And yet when I was 19, she pulled me aside and told me, "女人吃得最苦" (translation: "Women eat the most bitterness.") She meant this as a warning for me, to show me how unfairly the world works. That women will always be second class to men, and will always draw the short-end of the straw. She did not like it or agree with it, but this, she told me, was how the world works, and will always work.