One of those days
You ever have one of those days where one thing makes you cry, and then all of a sudden everything that you've been repressing just comes and catches up with you at full force?
Today is that day.
In Human Sexuality today, we were talking about female genital mutilation and I know it's horrible, but for some reason it struck me really hard. I was sitting in the middle of a lecture with about 200 other people, and I'm crying. I probably wasn't the only one, because the graphics were... well, graphic, but I didn't see anyone else crying. It just... hit me hard. It took me a while to compose myself, but those images were in my head. What those girls went through, what 80 million more girls this year are going to go through... that... I just...
And then I went to English 373, and we were talking about the oppression of gays and it just... all over again. There was that pain. That aching in my chest that simply couldn't be stopped. And I was crying again. We have to fight for our very existence as a gay population. We are excluded. We are a lesser people. We don't matter to the dominant discourse. We are easily cast aside and disregarded. That's hard. I have to struggle to be recognized as who I am. How is that fair?
And then everything else was just bearing down on me. Everything. Even those things that were not mine to bear. It just tore through me. This is hard. It's like that deep heavy sadness that settles in your stomach and makes you throw up. That's what it felt like.
Oppression is ugly. Making someone inferior to you, even just creating the perception, is the most heinous thing that one human can do to another. I just.. I can't...