I have been included in an amazing group of writers who call themselves simply Writers and Editors of Color. They do not have a website, but each of them combined (forty-eight and counting), have an interconnected platform of thousands.
We follow each other on social media, we support each other’s writing by reading each other’s articles and commenting and sharing them when we can.
I am one of the few for instance, who do not have a paid subscription to this Medium platform because I can’t afford it, so we all come from different economic backgrounds, but the one thing…
I used to be the kind of person who craved identity. I craved it the way that most people crave water, but after I was gang-raped for the third time, I genuinely stopped caring about what people thought of me.
I couldn’t help myself, after that event in my life, I found that it no longer mattered what other people thought. I realized that caring what other people thought about me had very nearly killed me.
I still remember the hands of a former friend wrapped around my neck as he tried to kill me while he raped me —…
I have a lot to say, but I am going to let the dead speak for themselves, the following information was compiled for Wikipedia.
However, there are people in this world who got to this planet before we did, and whether or not we like it, they like to believe that they make the rules.
Watch this three-minute video and you’ll understand.
For generations, centuries, throughout time and space, those who lived on this planet have dictated how things are supposed to go.
They have made the rules because they earned the right, their existence on this planet before us, gave us the rules that each society who has inhabited this planet has lived by.
That doesn’t mean that the laws and rules…
This is an alarming trend that I am starting to notice. Whenever a white person does something offensive, ableist, or racist, white people (in particular), are the first ones to go and say “oh it’s okay darling, you’re fine.”
They are the first to excuse this behavior, on behalf of the actual injured parties. …
Even with everything we know about systemic racism, sexual abuse, and trauma, I feel like my job is to be a part of the conversation and now that I am here I am not going backward.
Recently I found out how many of my old friends were bonified, proud racists. I mean I had always known but I had ignored the signs in favor of fitting in and hiding out.
I can’t do that anymore. I can’t just see racism and ignore it, not just because I want to be “brand-worthy”. …
Some days I just don’t have it all together. Some days I take the weight of the world, and I put it on my shoulders, and whether or not I like doing it is revealing to me.
Largely because I am procrastinating from pushing myself forward. I am afraid of what “forward” actually means. I am afraid of success, absolutely terrified of it.
I have shared a lot with the world, a lot of unkind truths, a lot of shameful truths, a lot of the guilt that I carry on my shoulders, I have inserted into my personal blog.
One year since the pandemic hit.
I don’t really know how I feel about it. George Floyd taught me the importance of standing up for Black people. Breonna Taylor taught me the importance of standing up for Black women. Neither of them died due to the pandemic.
22,394 people have died in Canada due to the virus. That doesn’t include the number of people this past year who have died due to other issues including but not limited to, health issues, drug addiction, and police violence.
It’s been a rough year for a lot of people, but for me? I…
I have never seen Africa, but I will admit, when I think of Africa, even as a woman of color, a Black woman, I do not think of thriving downtown business corridors. I do not think of fashion, music, and food. I think the desert, I think the wild, yes I have been conditioned to think this way, but BECAUSE of this post, I am going to force myself to think differently about Africa, thank you.
The message in there is: “go back to your primitive homeland”. We don’t need Eddie Murphy — an African-American man, making a whole movie reinforcing that point — there are enough movies and documentaries out there that already do just that.
Rebecca Stevens A.
Whether you like it or not, Meghan Markle is a mixed-race Black woman, from America, and as such, she has a story to tell, and while millions can’t wait to hear it, there is a small but very loud group of people telling her to shut up.
Meghan’s experience with the press is the same as any Black woman’s, no matter what she says or does, she will be in the wrong.
Throughout history, Black women have been fed piles of actual shit, and told to eat it, and not complain, and when they do complain they are called “aggressive”…
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