When I question how I could have both been helped and hurt by white privilege, it is the same type of reflection that I must conduct when I think about the ways in which I have both gained and lost so much through my adoption. The ability to not think in simple polarities has shaped and defined my maturation and has been a liberating discovery.
Originally posted on Angela Tucker:
This poem is exquisite in its beauty, and poignant in its words. I’ve chosen to share her voice on my platform as our society continues…
Update: I’m happy to report that the administer and I have been able to resolve our differences and move forward in a respectful manner. Nevertheless, adoptees’ voices are still largely […]
The discussion of white privilege is an often times uncomfortable but very important conversation. As a person of color, it’s offensive when white people say they don’t feel privileged because […]
Originally posted on days like crazy paving:
The other day, as I was contributing a few choice witticisms to the hashtag #whitefeministsbelike, I heard the dreaded wailing in the background.…