My love letter to the oppressed

To all women, people of color, LGBTQIA, and marginalized groups of human beings and souls - if your heart is breaking, if your spirit is crushed, and your hope dwindling, know this: you are important and you are loved. This is a letter to you from me, with a message written from my heart and ignited by fervor/desperation: 1) do not stop taking care of yourself and 2) do not stop being vocal.

1. Please remember to do something that brings you joy today (and every day). Sing your favorite song, laugh with your best friend, eat 12 oysters at your favorite dollar happy hour spot, text your mom you love her, whatever makes you happy - do it. You have to remember to put forth a little more effort in your little joys, especially during times of grief and rage. We have to remember to balance our minds, bodies, and souls for well-being.

2. Please do not stop feeling, emoting, writing, yelling, crying, creating. Today, you and I are writing history and you probably don't even realize it. Please hear me out.

If you grew up in public middle/high schools, you probably experienced history and literature the way I did - spending weeks of semesters memorizing dates and names of the 'classics,' the big battles, etc which in

the canon of western thought/practice was written from the perspective of the white male victor/conqueror/colonizer

...while the wipeout of Natives, entirety of slavery, women's rights to vote...were all reduced to little paragraphs you could memorize on a flashcard. Even in AP Art History we spent months on European art yet skipped or glossed over African, Asian, South American, and Polynesian art because of what would be tested. Hell, I earned my BA in Literature/Women's Studies/Art History and even I had no idea up until yesterday that the world's very first full novel was written by a JAPANESE WOMAN.

To my sisters, brothers, friends, cousins, colleagues suffering in marginalized communities; to those who are biting their tongues at work to not rattle the boss’ feathers because we are grieving - we mourn and weep and experience and complain and riot on social media because this gives us community - and this is OUR platform for history. Years, decades, eons from now the textbooks and reality of history cannot ignore the reactions of the populous - because our very ethos-in-real-time is now trackable and recorded in these hashtagged conversations. We have an advantage that our ancestors didn't, and that is immediate access to information AND having our individual voices being a part of the future written record of what ACTUALLY happened.

Don't stop sharing that meme, tweeting that thought, 'gramming that moment, or challenging that comment. Because to be victorious, we must find glory in the little things.

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