If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor
I’m forcing myself to write again because I have felt the cathartic nature if it in the past, and Lord knows I need it now. I know there are many who can articulate their feelings better than me but my feelings are my own, and so my articulation of them must also be my own.
I still ache. I am still mourning. I’m sure I’m not ready to discuss at length the depth of what I feel in my soul today. If we’re being honest, it’s because I’m fairly certain my feelings, thoughts and experiences will be dismissed or negated. I need time to gather strength. I tried to disengage myself with a hateful discussion today and I was called a bigot. I feel like I’m tip toeing a strange line between feeling incredibly fragile and incomprehensibly tenacious.
I know there are those were hoping my thirst for justice would simmer after election day, but hell I’m just getting started.