The Inclusion Illusion Corp.
I have spent a bit of time, eliminating the history of my dead name and previous lives off the internet. The internet is forever they say, this is true, with enough diligence the average joe can google me easily. I rather share my story, in my narrative, on my time and in my own words, I deserve that much, its an act of self love.
In many different eras, times and places, I've been very much who I am, I own that, I've always known my attitude, and I've always been open to how people respond to me. "was I too mean or too me?"
I can reflect, I can absorb, I can detect and can do more.
Love is a funny emotion, its a word we use to describe our community quite often, as well as an influx of some longer ones, therapeutic ones and the buzz they create based on how we say them and when we choose to do so.
People use the internet in a number of ways, but for the sake of attention spans,the purpose of this blog and a certain amount of levelheadedness, les focus on a few specific things.
Often I say its a mockery of activism to posy on instagram your support for categories of people and catastrophes of experience without actually motivating yourself to create a version of your self that bends into advocacy, not advertising.
You can post as many squares of
-Trans women are women
-Trans women are always in the conversation
-Trans rights are human rights\
(you get the point)
But f you dont do more than receive trans energy and post about it, you are not a true activist.
You need to do more, you can always do more.
I believe my life is worth more than petty arguments.
I try my best to avoid obvious things but obviously the trump shit has had me in a state of peril.
I try to express that.
Over 800 bills aimed at my head.
While other more tender queers are scared of being next, I'm scared of now.
Thank god for my privileges or I might wind up dead by the end of year.
(I'm terrified that non white trans people are going to die.)
*Perspective*
It's unfair that the beautiful ones, with events long, accomplishments wide and don't make trouble in the system have more respect than me.
Of course I'm jealous, youre perfect on paper, and that what matters, that makes you more credible, more trustworthy.
I want to ruin a nazis life, you think voting will take away their rights.
I respect you , admire your work, but theres a difference to why we each do what we do.
I'm doing too much and you arent doing enough.
My resume is how many people I've saved.
Yours is what the club does on your resume.