Let me start off by saying, I don't want to sound all mushy and gushy, but I really need to say something.
From the bottom of my heart, I need to say, "THANK YOU." I know you're probably bummed out because you've come to expect a lot from my glorious posts, but hear me out.
Recently, in the last year or so, I've been watching the news a lot, well maybe twice a week tops with month long breaks in between. But that still counts as a lot right? More to the point, I have listened to story after story of #MeToo survivors stepping up and recounting their experiences with abuse. I have cried for them, wanted to scream for them, and have felt so deeply topsy turvy for them. While watching the news, I've seen brown and black bodies victimized again and again and again. Watching that I've felt so deeply afraid.
So to any #MeToo survivor out there who has chosen to share their story, thank you. And to any #BlackLivesMatter activists, thank you. But, and it's a big one, survivors should not have to recount their trauma for the sake of justice and people of color should not have to take to the streets to protect theirs. Justice should come to them.
What I mean, is this. We should never have had the #MeToo movement or the #BlackLivesMatter movement, because after all this time we should have equality--and I'm talking REAL equality, not the fake "We're all equal, but you're going to get paid less and I'm silently making terrible comments about you in my head" kind--in all aspects of our lives.
What am I thankful for then? I'm thankful for the allies. The people who may not have directly experienced harm from sexual or racial violence, but who know deep down it's up to them to stop it. This post is dedicated to the people who choose to stand up. Thank you.
Until next time,