I Think To Be Cut Off From

I Honestly Never Understood How Violence Against Women Became A Women's Issue. 95 Percent Of The Violence Men Are Doing To Women.

We Can't Walk Where We Want To Walk Or Be Who We Want To Be Or Dress The Way We Want To Dress Or Go Anywhere Any Time Of Day. I Am Talking About The Freedom That Comes With Just Knowing That You're Okay, And That You Have Value And You Have Identity, And You Don't Have To Keep Proving Yourself.

I Finally Know The Difference Between Pleasing And Loving, Obeying And Respecting. It Has Taken Me So Many Years To Be Okay With Being Different, And With Being This Alive, This Intense.

Naming Things, Breaking Through Taboos And Denial Is The Most Dangerous, Terrifying, And Crucial Work. This Has To Happen In Spite Of Political Climates Or Coercions, In Spite Of Careers Being Won Or Lost, In Spite Of The Fear Of Being Criticized, Outcast, Or Disliked. I Believe Freedom Begins With Naming Things. Humanity Is Preserved By It.

What Happened With Cancer Was That I Just Became A Body. There Was Nothing Else But Body For A Month. I Was Chemo'd And Operated On And Cut And Poked. At First It Was Really Horrifying And Scary, And Then It Was Just,wow. You're In Your Body. This Is Body!