It was weird. But I’m glad I did it.
I wasn’t sure why, but tears started to form in my eyes, and I felt a kind of frustration deep in my stomach that I previously didn’t know existed. I was angry.
Why should young people care about the smear campaign threatening Planned Parenthood? Standing there, red-faced, I knew all the answers.
We, as young feminists, must be involved in the fight for reproductive justice and combat the dangers of anti-choice extremists.
I kept thinking about the women coming for their appointments and how terrified they must have been to have so many accusing them and condemning them. I let them know: You are not wrong. This is okay. You have this right.
I became a feminist because of my mental health.
At 7:30 an officer of the Court starts handing out cards. There are only fifty. I am number twenty-one and my body goes into shock as the small purple card finds its way into my hands.
“You’re so brave!” As a trans woman, I often hear these words, and I’ve seen the phrase pop up a lot when folks are talking about Caitlyn Jenner as well. But this phrase covers up a lot of other stuff – and stops us from holding folks accountable in the pursuit of a better world for trans people.
I wish I could say that this is the first time my beloved school’s administration has thrown my friends and I under the bus, and ignored our genuine concerns. I wish I could say that, but I can’t.
The University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill is a part of that great American face and those blemishes are present in the many campus buildings named after supporters of white supremacy and suppression of the upward mobility of black and brown people.