I come from a long line of women who fight as hard as they love Who have been ostracized for standing up to abusers
Who were fired for speaking up against the use of God as punishment
Who believed that every single person has a voice and that every single person is entitled to respect just for living
Who have taught me not to stay silent in the face of injustice
This is an autobiographical piece based on a conversation I had with my ex-partner. I am very much a subscriber of the paradox of “nothing matters, but everything also matters,” which he did not believe. “nothing matters,” you say as we both lay under my window. “nothing matters,” I say “but isn’t it what we…
I call myself a paradox. So much of my life seems contradictory and strange to both others and myself, so I constantly feel a need to explain why I am who I am. My explanations have accumulated, become a part of me, are in constant use and ongoing reflection. I am not just where I…
