I’m sure that if you follow my blog, I’m not the only writer you follow.
Lots of people are writing to process the intensity of life right now.
I know that when I post, you might see it as a brief notification on your phone, and perhaps later among emails.
I am one writer, one voice amidst a cacophony. I realize that you are taking time out of your busy day to read my words. This is an immense gift, more than ever, when everyone is fighting for your attention.
My goal is to offer a unique perspective in a tone that is tender. I discuss difficult topics because my life has been full of them, and I am always questioning. I grew up deeply invested in the world of Christian conservative homeschooling, in a very large family. Now in my 30s, I’ve unpacked a great deal of what was wrong with how I was taught to exist in this life, and I’m not done unpacking it.
As a queer, trans, non-binary, disabled, and neurodivergent person, I’d love to tell you that I’m out here living my best life. That wouldn’t be honest, though. Under the circumstances, my life is okay, but the world is unsafe for me and other marginalized groups, and none of us are free until all of us get free. I’m grateful to be in a mutually supportive relationship, to live in a peaceful little space, and to have cats that I adore. I cannot pretend that it’s easy to be poor and targeted, and to know I’m lucky among those like me.
I try to be as clear and careful as possible when handling such delicate subjects. They are emotionally charged and potentially hazardous.
I want readers to feel safe to unpack, and to have space to dive deep.
All that goes against the pace of blogging these days.
I hope to communicate through the noise that you are not alone in thinking in existential ways. I want you to know that no matter what you’ve experienced, we share a desire to thrive beyond just survival. Not just as individuals – as a collective group that is bigger than the oppressive elites.
These messages are more important to me than the idea of “overcoming my past.”
That narrative is for propaganda anyway.
Disney and The New York Times alike want people like me to disappear. We’re told: trauma is easily healed, and success stories just take some determination and hard work. If you’re not succeeding, the problem is you, not the system. Failure is always individual, not designed by oppressors. If you’ve suffered harm, you need to shift your perspective away from having a “victim mentality.”
I say fuck that.
If I have a strategy, it’s to slow down and offer an oasis on this crumbling Internet.
I can say what I want on my own website, and I say fuck this system that puts the worst among us in charge.
The most money and power is in the hands of the most corrupt, the most evil, and the most inadequate people in the world. We deserve a better world, and I want to discuss how we get there.
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