For the first time in my life, I felt I was part of the group in danger, part of the greater collective who faced this hatred. The danger, the hate seemed real and more palpable than ever before.
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It puzzles me - the concept of belonging has always filled me with some combination of dread and hope. The ghost of this thought follows me everywhere with her bloody feet, persistent and quiet, save for one word:
where?
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2017 was always reminding you where you were and that it was there, too, shaking its chains, snapping its teeth behind you.
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Few people know the whole story of their lineage; for adopted people, answers about ethnicity can zigzag wildly. Occasionally, a casual acquaintance has asked me, “What are you?” as if they’ve observed my perma-tan with suspicion. My answers to that question have changed depending on what I thought I knew at the time.
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There were a lot of things I didn’t tell my parents when I was growing up, and there were a lot of things they never told me in return.
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This is the letter I wrote to Hillary Clinton after the election.
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It’s awful that a scale of discrimination even exists.
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With every mile I put between me and the fire, I felt safer and calmer.
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The "Me, Too" campaign acts as a reminder that avoidance perpetuates and normalizes assault and harassment. Again, victims are expected to put a voice and a face to their pain and hope they are believed.
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Who is she? Just a girl you knew in elementary school who has become some sort of Instagram celebrity. And for doing what, you ask? She’s just a pretty girl, and Instagram loves pretty girls.
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No one has to tell a child specifically that what they look like isn’t adorable enough – they learn it in other ways.
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After an assessing interview, the man politely told me that I was to be taken to hospital (a “good place”, I was assured).
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It’s taken me years to come to terms with my experiences. Because for years I thought I deserved to be treated the way he treated me. That my body truly made me undesirable, unlovable, and that his expressed feelings toward me were natural, that they were not his fault.
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It’s not just that I belong to multiple oppressed groups; it’s that I feel as if I don’t fit into any one of them.
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