You ever talk to your parents about something and come away from it intimately aware of just how much privilage they have in a community to be able to ignore the racism because they don't want to think about it?
Growing up, my mother always called us "Lakota Sioux" and for awhile, I didn't understand why. None of our tribal relations referred to our nation that way. The ones who did were old, and even as they used it out of habbit I could tell some part of them resented it. They spat the word sioux out like it was hot soup. It wasn't long until I became intimately aware that it was bad.
One day, I finally had the courage to ask her why it always accompanied the name of our tribe when she said it. She told me it was just what we were called. I asked what it meant, she said it was a French translation of another nation's word for us and it meant serpant/betrayer.
This struck me to my core. It felt like I had been slapped across the face. "That feels racist I hate that." I said. It hurt to hear. It felt awful. It wasn't even our word but she absolutely INSISTED on saying it every time. And its only purpose was to dehumanize us. Why did she say it?
"Well, it's just what we're called, Alex, you're gonna have to live with it."
Literally the most shocking thing I'd ever heard her say. Wouldn't be the last time she straight up dismissed me for feeling the effects of colonialism.
And honestly, it tarnished my understanding of the impact of racism. It made me think it wasn't a big deal. I had to spend years of my life unlearning that and teaching myself not only how to recognize, but also how to combat and dismantle racism by myself.
Its so much harder to do alone, especially between the ages of 15-25 which is around when that journey started for me(I'm 25 now) and the only people I was allowed to lean on without creating more power dynamics that shouldn't exist were basically telling me to get over myself because racism wasn't a big deal. How tf is a child supposed to navigate racism with that kind of parenting? ESPECIALLY a child who's pale and benefits from letting it go and ignoring the core issue?
Sometimes I wonder how my mom justifies herself. How she feels confident that she's a good mother after EVERYTHING. It just really baffles me that she felt so entitled to shut my feelings down like that. Like what the fuck.
Anyway, this was a longer vent than I expected ✌