Body Positivity | White Privilege | Racism
How White Women Keep Failing Black Women
Why Do We Have To Make It About Us
I’ll be honest and start with a bit of a mea culpa. I’m quite tired of being told that, as a white woman, I need to do better. I internally roll my eyes when someone tells me that my thinking or my language is problematic. I am happy to tout my efforts to be anti-racist as I simultaneously complain of my exhaustion doing this work.
And then something will happen that hits me like a two-by-four across the head and refuses to let me escape my privilege. Other times, it is the subtle message of another’s words that light the fuse inside me. I suppose this past year, my experience has been a melding of the two.
I want to do better. I want to be better. In a world filled with a million mixed messages and loved ones becoming entrenched in their positions, I find myself at a fork in the road. In one direction, there is the life that I’ve been living. Dividing my time between being a wife, a mom, and a professional, I have lived a bit like an ostrich. Head in the sand and pretending that the beach isn’t eroding while I just keep swimming. In the other direction, there is the life that is waving at me like one of those inflatables outside of a wireless carrier. Likely very…
