A time
Comes in life when you have to explain unequal systems of power to certain kinds of people or friends, or acquaintances. When talking about every kind of discrimination and have to run into a thick wall with those kind of topics in conversation.
You know, THAT subject. The one that isn’t easy, but distressingly hard to both explain and process.
To the kind of people who, you know, would hold on to “WELL IT GOES BOETH WAYZ” even when it doesn’t make sense to apply it to EVERYBODY, with History, with what you are.
And they take it as some kind of hypocrisy, rather than analyze and believe someone’s actual experiences.
When it seems fit to punish both the bully and the person being bullied rather than find out wtf happened.
When someone you know has wronged you doesn’t really apologize at all.
When people try to rally for opportunities they weren’t given in the past, and instead have to fight back a system that believes they want something ‘special’ that is undeserved.
Intersectionality and interweaving issues not working “both ways” is typically confusing for people, and you kind of see the instant knee-jerk reaction from people can’t even deal with it, process it, because they’re “too busy” or think you’re taking it “too personal”.
Sometimes you get tired and you don’t want to have to explain all that shit.
So you drop the subject.
And you remain guarded with that person, and can’t be truly comfortable sharing your deepest experiences with them in fear they’ll just talk over you.
Until you get angry and frustrated, so you just DON’T.
And you hope someday it’ll change.
