To the Women of Color of Tumblr:
I am a mixed girl who was raised by white people. The vast majority of my friends are white people. And I've always felt so angry inside for reasons I feared I’d never discover. I am overwhelmingly grateful for the manner in which Tumblr has allowed me to discover, slowly and in my own way, the racism and sexism that is so abundant in my world. I never realized how much I let unkind words and racist stereotypes carve my insecurities, how I let my fears and anger and unsaid words tie me down and whittle me to nothing. I’m thankful for learning the words and phrases needed to allow me to call attention to, identify, and retaliate against the problems that have persisted throughout my entire life. For learning that I was not wrong for refusing to laugh at racist jokes, for feeling a little angry with my white friends for the ease with which they slide through life. For giving me the courage to weed toxic entities out of my life. For learning that being mixed, and being raised by a white family, does not mean that I am “not black” and that I am in no way “exempt” from the everyday microagressions of being a black female, and that I should never, ever feel guilty for calling anyone out for such offenses. For giving me a space to properly wean my frustration, for making me feel less alienated when I’m with my white friends because I’m perfect in my own skin and all my glorious blackness. For helping me become confident in who and what I am despite being consistently surrounded the precise opposite.
You’ve freed me.