I have found, since starting this blog, that my focus on school has suffered. I am in the last quarter of a long and agonizing 3+ years in a graduate program at University of Chicago. I want to get that fucking degree.
I am a recovering alcoholic and addict. I’ve hidden alone in my car in broad daylight, in a park in a bad neighborhood on the West side of Chicago, smoking crack with a contraption made from tin foil and a straw just purchased at Aldi – and then put together with perfectly still hands – all in a trance only an addict knows. I never thought I could even get into a school compared to Harvard and Stanford, let alone get this far. I refuse to miss this chance, this opportunity to use my privilege to speak on behalf of those oppressed because of that privilege. I owe it.
To possibly have a seat at the table where all those shitty white supremicist patriarchy decisions are reinforced…resulting, by design, in carefully crafted chains for anyone trampled in the march toward their private victory.
Ironically (and very carefully designed by those others at the table) those chains are holding me back from using all my strengths as far as they can go. I could go on about this but I don’t have the time, and honestly I’m exhausted from repeating the story of patriarchy and oppression to people who still don’t get it. So instead I’ll just say that I am going to still be rebellious and get tricky and manipulative with those systems, so that I persevere even with my wrists in handcuffs fastened to a brick wall.
I say this to explain why I will be taking a blog break until early December, when the school quarter is done. God willing, I will come back with good news 🙏🏼🪷❤️
