I have recipes for you but right now, those can wait. I have tips and pictures and funny quips and pithy posts, but those need to wait. I have life and work and activities, but those need to wait.
Because I need to use my voice.
Charlottesville and everything that has gone on since last weekend has weighed on me like an anchor strapped to my chest. I watch the news and scroll through my FB feed and I find myself in disbelief. This can’t be going on in America in 2017, right? This can’t be the world I live in, can it? How is this still a thing? How are people still fighting this battle? Why is this happening?
I realize now that is my privilege speaking. I have had the privilege of not seeing this fight on a daily basis. I have had the privilege of not dealing with hate and discrimination and inequality.
Because I am white. Because I happened to be born the “right” color.
I’ve struggled to put this into words, which is odd because words come naturally for me. I’m good at words. I like words. I use them daily and relish the written language. But this? This has been hard. It’s been uncomfortable. It’s been scary. What can I add to this conversation? What do I bring to the table? I’m not educated in any of this. I have absolutely no experience. What if I say the wrong thing? What if I incite even more anger? More hate? More problems?
For the last few days, I have let those fears and concerns stop me. I have let them keep me silent. But I can’t do that anymore. I can’t sit by and let others fight this fight that SHOULD NOT BE HAPPENING. I can’t be quiet and let hateful groups such as the KKK, white supremacists, and Neo-Nazis roar their message over my silence.
I’m still woefully unprepared and I am doing my best to educate myself. To try my hardest to learn and understand. I hope that comes across. I hope that even though I have my shortcomings, I’m working to change that. It won’t be perfect and it might not even be great, but it’s what I can give.
I know my privilege. I know what has happened is egregiously wrong. I’m doing my best to understand, to support, and to be an ally where I can. Today, I’m using my voice, no matter how scary or uncomfortable it might be and I hope you use your voice too.
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