Living life in the margins, in the intersections, in the squeezed places, is about navigating the layers of power and control and how those layers interplay. The more I read from black feminists, from autistic self-advocates, from queer people of color, the more I realize how little I understand about the power structures in which I’m embedded. Privilege is invisible to those who have it. As a conscientious teacher and graduate student, I am a work in progress.
“Coming Out” is an act of vulnerability. Through high school and college, several friends came out privately as gay, lesbian, or bisexual even while I remained mostly closeted; they trusted that I would not use the information to control, manipulate, or otherwise use this new power imbalance against them.
Going Out is an act of vulnerability in a world designed to keep power in the hands of the powerful and to keep the rest of us quiet.
I’d like this page to be empowering, to be vulnerable and assertive; no matter how I formulate my thoughts from those positions, they are still the words of a middle-class, college-educated white person. There are things I will get wrong sometimes. And even the times when I am part of a disadvantaged group, it would be fairly presumptuous of me think my ampersands are nearly as cramped as those I see around me.