You can’t live on joy, on applause. You can’t eat adoration. You can’t live in a concert hall. And my heart couldn’t bear losing another family after every gig. The universe did her best to keep me going. Who knows, maybe my big break was around the corner, and I just had to hang on a tiny bit longer, just one more audition. I guess I’ll never know.
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I can’t stop thinking about Paris.
The more people know about the nuances of gender and sexuality, the less likely that I, and people like me, will be excluded because of a lack of knowledge.
Maybe I’ll start to write about my life again. Maybe I’ll go back to Paris.
Make sure a nonbinary person can do their business without choosing a gender!
In order for you to believe us,
You are going to have to learn to forgive yourself.
And that is the hardest thing you’ll ever do.
Let yourself rage against all the reasons you stopped using your voice. Rage against money, capitalism, the lie of meritocracy, the optimism of youth, the institutions that lulled you into passivity, the warnings you did not heed, misogyny. Shame, emotional abuse, trauma, microagressions. Sore throats, lies. Shed your tears for all those moments of connection you lost because you did not sing.
I’m not supposed to feel anything when she meets someone new. She isn’t mine- there are walls to strong to destroy and wounds that will never heal between us now. I’m not hers, either. But thinking of that conversation on the beach, the tingle of breeze,...
We all know there’s a problem, and the solution is likely hiding right in your own workplace. All you have to do is ask questions, be ready to listen, and then act to disrupt the status quo in favour of marginalized people. It’s time.