“I Don’t See Colour.”

Dear White People, I know you mean no harm. I know you mean well. But when you say that you "don't see colour", what it means for someone like me, a person of colour, is that you don't see my heritage.

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I am an Intersectional Feminist.

I'm an intersectional feminist. Period. No ifs, ands, or buts. You may have heard the word "intersectional" flung around nonchalantly before, or you might not have even heard of the term until now. What is it? Why is it? Who's it for? And why am I one? I know it can be a daunting and confusing term, so let me break it down for you and explain why I am an intersectional feminist.

But I’m a Cheerleader

I’m not a dark person. In fact, I’m pretty preppy. I mean, what could be more preppy than being cheer captain and prom queen? I have a perfect life in my perfect house, with my perfect parents. I’m not dark at all. I’m happy, always have, always will be. I don’t like feeling sad. I have a perfect life! I didn’t have a bad childhood, in fact, I had one of the best—ones with summers spent in our summerhouse at The Hamptons. My childhood was very picturesque. I’ve had all I could ever need, and all that I have ever wanted.

Love is patient. Love is kind.

It is our humanity that makes us human beings, when we lose that, we are no better than animals. I have tried to remain silent, to let the issue pass, to sit in my own bubble and stew in my opinions, but it's just not me. I was taught to stand up for what is right, therefore, I will.