Results for: be the change
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The Eras of My Bisexuality
She was the straight, white, Christian girl who was so picture perfect no one could dislike her.
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Shame as a Black, Autistic Queer Elder
“Toward the end of our stay in Mississippi, a 24-hour crisis line started up. I called them almost every weeknight.”
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Not Grateful Enough
“Thank you for pushing me down a ramp so quickly that I slammed into a wall.”
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Apparently, Shame Tastes Like My Cunt
“The other partners I had throughout much of my time in sex work were uncomfortable at best and shaming at worst. They were jealous and confused. ‘How can you interact with men like this?'”
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Unexpected Item in the Bagging Area
“My wife and son didn’t know; no one knew. The guilt crept up when I unloaded the groceries in the kitchen, stolen and paid-for alike.”