Tbh I look back at this blog and wonder where all my optimism and drive for social justice went. I used to give a shit, was real into black lives matter movements, shared the shit out of No DAPL posts, actively followed posts about the LGBTQ+ community and our struggles. Now I’m just so indifferent. I just know the worlds a shitty place and it feels like nothing I do will change that. And I know indifference is power to the oppressor but honestly caring just hurts too much. I’m sick of fighting and seeing no change. I don’t want to come out of the closet because it’s hard enough being indigenous without having to add sexuality in the plot. It’s hard enough having to worry about my mum whose brown skin is often a threat to others. It’s hard to give a shit when so many others have tried and failed and I can’t be the optimistic child I was and I hate it. I want to fight for what’s right, for the equity humanity needs but I can’t. And I fuckn hate myself for that.
