An Open Letter to the Resistance

Dear Resistance,

You have all surprised me with your willingness to stand up for what is right. I have been encouraged from all the beautiful faces I have seen at rallies, marches, and meetings both online and in real life. I
love all of your eagerness to promote change and to stand against an agenda that hurts so many. I know you each have your own responsibilities of your lives, but the time you take out to focus on resisting The Trump administration is amazing. The difference that we can all collectively make together inspires me. The peacefulness of the protests have also warmed my spirit. Everyone simply desires to incite change through peaceful methods. I am also familiar with the frustration of the seeming inadequacies of such methods to draw attention. The fact is we have done something never done before. We have created some of the most impactful and largest international protests the world has ever seen. Most have been done with little or  no incidents. This is an absolutely amazing feat. This is a testament to the character of those who choose to resist. I compel you to stand strong. Keep Resisting! Keep Calling! Keep Marching! Never stop! The power of our individual determinations together is unstoppable. We can and will do what has never been done before. So thank you. Thank you for inspiring me. Thank you for empowering me.

                                                         A Fellow Resistance Member

Having an Obvious Skin Condition

Feeling beautiful is a complicated journey for so many women and men. It seems that our society values the outer appearance so much. Considering reality, outer appearance does significantly affect our existence as human beings. While we can lie to ourselves and claim that we don't care or that the commentary doesn't affect us, that isn't necessarily true.

Personally for me, I have a skin condition called eczema. If you know me in real life you have probably wondered what those distinct dark marks are that speckle my arms and legs. Well, it is eczema. No, it's not contagious. No, I don't think it's ugly. Yes, I have chosen to love my most distinct characteristic. 

Having an obvious skin condition has always been a struggle for me. I admit I used to envy everyone else's skin. I had to come to the realization that my skin isn't going to be magically even toned, smooth, etc by hating my eczema. That being said I chose to love myself just the way I was. It has been a long journey and I still cringe a bit when people comment on it or stare, but I do love my cheetah spots. They are part of what makes unique. They are apart of my distinct beauty.

Learning to love yourself just the way you are is important. Hating yourself will not change a thing, but loving your uniqueness will make you happy. I compel you to love your stretch marks, hyper-pigmentation, acne, or whatever physical aspect of you that you don't like, but makes you unique. It's beautiful. Having to learn to love my imperfections has been amazing not only has it boosted my own confidence, it has allowed me to see the beauty in the imperfections others. I don't see imperfections as ugly but distinctions that provide and exquisite unique sort of beauty. While finding the beauty in yourself won't happen everyday, I encourage you to begin the journey to loving yourself just as God made you. You are beautiful. You are wonderful. You are exquisite. You are unique. Love yourself from the soles of your feet to the tip top of your head. 

Altering the Tide

Eleven. I was eleven, when Trayvon Martin was brutually slain. I remember thinking why? Why was he murdered when he didn’t do anything wrong. It broke my heart. It shattered my perspective of the world. I thought the world was so much better than it was then even though I had expereienced my own trials and heart breaks. I had experienced racism, but I had never really processed and labeled it as such. The shooting of Trayvon Martin was a turning point in my life and believes. It was something that started a process that is irreversible. I began to educate myself. I didn’t grow my passion for social justice overnight. It was birthed from inquiry. The senseless killing of Trayvon Martin sparked something in me. I needed to know how something so unjust could happen and how the killer could get away with it. I read. I read and I read. Articles,books, news. I need to understand what this was. Why that happened? In that process, I learned about more than I had bargained for. I learned about income inequality, wage pay gap, lack of girl’s education, human trafficking, systemic racism. I am stilling learning about all of these things. The world is so much more a darker place than it was to me at eleven, but I still have hope. Hope that one day things will change. When I heard that Philando Castille had not received justice, it took me back to that feeling I felt at eleven that sparked the inner activist in me. The feelings that this world is so unjust and unfair and an anger and anger to chance things. I will never forget them. I will also not forget the other victims of unfair police brutality and racism. They must be remembered. We cannot let their deaths be in vain. We must work together to change a system that allows for murders and rapists to go free and others to be sentenced years for smoking marijuana. Seventeen, I am seventeen. And I still am thinking why about the death of an innocent person. We need to, we have to, we must alter the tide of police brutality that has been sweeping over the black community for decades.

Demonizing the Opposing Party Must End

In the wake of a shooting in which Republicans were victimized due to party, it brought something to my mind not only how egregious and wrong what happened was, but how there is the culture of demonetization that makes a shooting only inevitable. Each party or side is constantly demonizing the other. Those who stand in the middle are considered wishy-washy not radical enough. While it is fine to have strong opinions, it is not okay to demonize others due to party affiliation. I have met good people who are libertarians, Republicans (some even voted for Trump), democrats, constitutionalists etc. I think it is easy to turn the opposite political position into a group promoting hell on earth. I have caught myself making broad stroking accusations towards the Republicans. In reality, not all Republicans are like that. I have been called democrap, libertard and a slew of other insults due to my politically left leanings. These insults and broad stereotypes are purposed with dehumanizing others.  While I may not agree with Republicans, I think demonetization is wrong. It almost always leads to violence. We must recognize that we all want the same basic thing and that is a better America.