Some context: I have chronic fatigue and chronic pain as well and so I understand how hard just getting out of bed is. So every day we do is a victory!
Chronic solidarity, lovely person!
I do this comic: Poly in Pictures
Chronic-fatigued, autistic, agender, asexual, aromantic, very connected to polyamory. For the moment, anyway. Part-time knitter. Want to live in a housing co-op. Preferred pronoun: singular they.
Six years ago, I had a deal with Lifetime Television to develop my bestselling novel, The Dirty Girls Social Club, as a TV series. It soon became clear that the relationship wasn’t going to work, when two executives insisted that my pilot outline “wasn’t Latin enough,” because it told of middle class, educated American women who happened to be Latina.
“This reads as if it were about me and my friends,” complained one executive in disgust.
I didn’t know how to respond, so I asked her what she’d prefer.
“Why don’t we make the girls debating whether or not to date men in prison? I know that’s what Latinas talk about, just like it’s what black women talk about.”
people always want to talk shit about us when we complain about fucked up representation…but these are the conversations happening in board rooms. like, jesus fucking christ. fuck this planet.
we sure wouldn’t want women of color to be portrayed as normal people would we
This is a really important piece. Definitely worth reading.
I kinda wanna fight someone. God forbid you find yourself relating to people of colour. Also, as an almost-30 black woman I can tell you I’ve NEVER talked about with ANYONE about dating someone in prison. I literally have never known anyone who has gone my entire life.
Knock it off. Knock off counting how much money you have and start thinking about what you’re doing with it. What you’re doing with your money and time is a lot more important than how much money and time you have.
Haha. Note: “this applies to people who have enough money to maintain a decent standard of living and some savings”. But yes - what you do is very important.
Today I have had a remarkably productive day. I have done more than be in bed all the time! I have spent about 3 hours out of bed, which is brilliant for being in Swansea at the housing co-op, and I did the following:
I desperately need a shower and I have eaten only one cookie and about five sugar snap peapods all day, but I feel much better emotionally for going out into the garden and doing those little bits I have done. And Adam is going to bring me some veggie lasagne from the Chattery because he is a hero and deserves some kind of award from the Queen and also God.
I am now woozy when I stand up but it’s okay because Adam just got back with lasagne!!!