Here’s something I never thought I would say out loud: Some of the loudest “feminist spaces” online today feel less like community… and more like competition. Competition for who is the “better feminist.” Competition for whose anger is the most justified. Competition for who can shout the loudest, drag the hardest, correct the quickest. Somewhere … Continue reading We Fight Systems, Not Sisters
The Cost of Being a Black Woman Who Speaks Up
What Is It About My Anger That You Are Afraid Of? My anger lives in my throat. Not because I don’t have words — trust me, I do — but because I have learned what it costs to use them. There are things I wanted to say, things I should have said, moments where my … Continue reading The Cost of Being a Black Woman Who Speaks Up
