The conversation about racism isn’t about simply being offended or simply holding prejudices. It’s about what has happened as a result of those prejudices. And at the end of the day, I can account for a long history of things white people have done to people of color to support a system of white supremacy. Things that do not at all compare to a bunch of black people screaming “fuck whitey”. And it’s offensive to compare these things.
Your hurt feelings will never compare to the genocide of an entire group of people. They will never compare to the rape of culture and tradition as a result of imperialism. Nor will they ever compare to the forced sterilization and murder of children as a means to essentially end a race so that white men can succeed.Comment from Kat Blaque on “What Is Racism?” (via Kat Blaque)
In all my relationships, I am the one who loves most. There are days when it hurts, days when I want to be more important to others than they are to me, days when I want someone to believe in me like I am a miracle, days when I want someone to look at me and see burning galaxies, days when I want to get back everything that I have given, days when I want more, always more, so much more, but there are other days when I thank the universe for my plus sized love, for my open-door heart, for my spilled lake of feelings, for the mixture of softness and war that makes me who I am. On those days, I take all the love inside me and I stretch it out until it extends to every part of my body, until I can feel it flow in my veins and beat in my heart, and I understand that this is strength, that feeling and loving strongly is never a weakness, that caring more only allows others to take advantage of you if you don’t extend that caring to yourself, that there is nothing wrong with being the one who loves most, but you have to love yourself too.Emm Roy (via positivedoodles)
Intersex people are not rare, just invisible.
Unfortunately, there’s a lot of shame and secrecy within our communities, perpetuating the invisibility. I’ve had doctors tell me over and over again that I’d never meet anyone else like me. (Thankfully, that was not the case.) So many intersex people like me have been instructed by our doctors, parents, and friends not to tell anyone about our conditions, which makes us feel shameful and unworthy.
I’ve been poked, prodded, and gawked at by so many doctors, it’s enough to make anyone feel like a science experiment. They say how excited they are to meet someone like you, they’ll “never meet another person like this, ever.” But when they say that to you as a kid, all you hear is “you’re a freak.”
Emily Quinn, “I’m Emily Quinn and I’m Intersex”
This is an awesome article and you are amazing for sharing your story!