I tossed and turned last night after a series of out-of-character events left me on my living room couch, my heart pounding, tears rolling down my cheeks, and fuming. I’ve stayed out of politics on my social media accounts up until recently - and I’ve certainly stayed away from talking openly about my sexuality, though I’ve not hidden the fact that I’m gay and married to a woman. Social media felt like a space where I could just share my creative endeavors..at least up until the election. I could fearlessly post, because nothing I was posting was controversial or would spark debate, hate, or judgment. It felt safe, a respite from the real, daily world. I fought openly last night for the women that marched yesterday, for those that didn’t but wanted to, for women and minorities, for PEOPLE, for the struggles that we are facing. I’d never partaken in an internet comment thread fight before - and I remember now why I haven’t. It’s NOT who I am, but more importantly, it’s not going to change minds. Precious hours last night spent getting angry on my living room couch and spewing at a handful of strangers on Instagram isn’t going to make change. Change is also not going to come about by being further divisive, not just when it comes to the US and THEM that is already dividing our country deeply, but being divisive within the community of us on the same side of things. If the march was about unity and sisterhood, than those of us that couldn’t be at the march yesterday shouldn’t be judged/guilted/chided for not being there when we wanted to be, when we spoke openly about wanting to be. I am not less fired up because I wasn’t at the march, and though my day yesterday wasn’t monumental, my passion and fire did not waver in the continuity that has been there all along. There were women yesterday who worked to feed their babies and couldn’t march. There were women yesterday who’d just given birth and couldn’t march. There were women who couldn’t afford the trip and didn’t march. There were women who don’t see their children every weekend and spent the day with them instead and didn’t march. Does this make us less qualified or able to do something else? (Cont. below)

birchandpineさん(@birchandpine)が投稿した動画 - 2017/01/22 23:42:51