It is an emotional and intellectual imperative that I keep writing. I kept getting sidetracked by dates and numbers. I kicked myself when I didn’t follow through on Sunday, January 1st. I can’t explain my obsession with sequences, dates, and numbers. Maybe it was my way of feeling like I had control over the past. [...]
I felt the sting of being the (female) minority for the first time today, when someone uttered the sexist remark, “he runs like a girl.” My emotional response shocked me more than the comment. I sensed a small pause among the other gentlemen at the table before any amusement registered on their faces, but it [...]
Privilege has always been something that I’ve automatically conflated with “race,” and specifically, with “whiteness.”1 It’s not that I don’t recognize those privileges I do have. Those just aren’t the first things that come to mind. Human nature inclines us to think constantly about the things we wish to have, not those we already do.2 [...]