Privilege in action.
Tag Archives: sad
November 30th, 2016
By trying to do what we both thought the other person wanted, neither of us got what we wanted.
Use your words, kids.
November 21st, 2016
I debated whether to call the police or not after this happened. On the one hand, they may have been able to get him some help and there’s a chance he picked a fight with someone a bit more willing (though I think my size and gentle nature were part of the reason I was targeted – if I were so inclined, he wasn’t a physical threat to me), but this is also how I end up reading about police shooting unarmed, argumentative homeless people.
Maybe I erred on the side of empathy, but at this point in my life I don’t really trust the police to make the right decision.
November 17th, 2016
The numbers were right.
November 14th, 2016
I am tired of job hunting.
November 8th, 2016
Election night.
October 29th, 2016
The amount of time my brain spends convincing me that everything bad that has happened to me is happening again would be much better spent thinking about … just about anything else.
October 5th, 2016
I want to be better than that.
September 24th, 2016
Watching friends argue, pretending I don’t see it.
September 23rd, 2016
There is something to be said for time and the things it can teach.