10:27pm ~ The educators of our world can either give a great deal of care and guidance, or hinder individuals at astronomical levels. Although I should have never had to endure the latter, I will say that the majority of the amazing educators that I’ve encountered, have the gift to guide students through. Beyond the name-shaming harassment that I shared in my last post, I had two more male educators try to deter and derail me on my path and create darkness where it didn’t belong. Next, a high school literature teacher that nearly said verbatim , “I don’t know why you’re here; you really can’t write.” Unfortunately that struck a cord and I carried his words for years. I still hear his voice as I open my computer to compose an email, write a proposal, a blog entry, or begin a poem. All of these creative processes still begin with “you really can’t write.” That said, I have learned to muster the energy and courage to breeze through each written piece with my ears closed to, “I don’t know why you’re here.” Strike 2… Note: As the day closes, I realize that I will have to finish my postings tomorrow; sleep tight. . . #adaywithoutwoman #womansmarch #internationalwomensday #standup #standtogether #equalityforall #poppypunch











