apparently huffpost gay voices picked up my bgd essay but like….. didn’t tell me????? i didn’t find out til someone mentioned that they saw it???? and i’m just like, are y’all gonna pay me???? or maybe just at the very least fucking tell me???
“But AIDS probably did not affect gay men first, even in the United States. What is now called AIDS was first seen in middle-class gay men in America, in part because of our access to medical care. Retrospectively, however, it appears that IV drug users—whether gay or straight—were dying of AIDS in New York City throughout the ’70s and early ’80s, but a class-based and racist health care system failed to notice, and an epidemiology equally skewed by class and racial bias failed to begin to look until 1987. Moreover, AIDS had never been restricted to gay men in Central Africa, where the syndrome is a problem of apocalyptic dimensions, but to this day receives almost no attention in the United States.”—Douglas Crimp, How to Have Promiscuity in an Epidemic (1987)
So for the last four months or so, I have taken part in the body positivity movement on Instagram, including posting photos of myself in my bikini and underwear/bra. Keep in mind that none of my photos have ever been sexually explicit or suggestive and that I have always been fully covered. As far as nudity goes, I show no more skin than a thin woman in a bikini. Below is a photo I uploaded last night, with the caption “I love my belly. ♥”
At approximately 2:05 am, I received an email from Instagram stating that a photo had been removed from my account for “violating the community guidelines.” I went to my page to find the above photo missing from my account. Angry and determined to make a point, I went to the tags on Instagram to find photos of women dressed in as much clothes as I was. I found entire pages dedicated to sharing women in sexually explicit and suggestive poses in half the clothes I am wearing in the above photo. I also found men, completely naked with the photo cropped to just miss their dick being in the photo. I reported these photos for nearly half an hour.
At exactly 3:58 am, I was logged off of my Instagram account while using it and then told that my account had been disabled for violating the community guidelines. My entire account containing over 560 followers and over 500 personal photos and memories of my self love journey were removed without warning.
I went to sleep crying, disgusted and angry that Instagram would do this. When I woke up, I found that every pornographic image I had reported was not only still there, but so was the pages offering to send people nudes in direct messages. That is the moment that I became enraged and determined to fight this.
This is not the first time that Instagram has practiced size discrimination. Meghan Tonjes went through a very similar situation and her story went viral. I am asking you to make this go viral as well, because THIS is not okay. By removing my photos and the photos of women of size and not the others, Instagram is effectively telling women that our fat bodies are more offensive to the eyes of children and their viewers than thin women half naked and blatant pornography. They are silencing us and telling us that our bodies are to be censored while the rest of the world can practice “cocks in socks” and post Victoria’s Secret Models.
I will not be silenced. After years of struggling with my body through depression, anxiety and self harm, I WILL NOT let a website tell me that my body is censor worthy simply because it is a fat body with cellulite and rolls. END SIZE DISCRIMINATION ON INSTAGRAM.
Sometimes you need to remind yourself that you were the one who carried you through the heartache. You are the one who sits with the cold body on the shower floor, and picks it up. You are the one who feeds it, who clothes it, who tucks it into bed, and you should be proud of that. Having the strength to take care of yourself when everyone around you is trying to bleed you dry, that is the strongest thing in the universe.
desire hot and sticky in the back of my throat moisture on the window hands itching touch the scars left by others my hands a healing fire across your hurt lips forging new stars around your belly breath redolent with spices the scent of the amazon burning new endings into my scalp
How many times love Have you looked in the mirror seen desolation Eyes Reflecting the small deaths of being Ignored Let me love Reach Through the glass Hold You don’t have to heal alone
Bile bursts Out open windows Filth filling My body All the shit That makes you I revel in your Ugliness Transforming it Into brown soil Leaving Brown skin Clean
O twin faced Goddess Of Sin and Salvation ruega por nosotros pecadores ahora y en la hora de nuestra muerte Guarda las hijas embolatadas Abre sus ojos Pa que vea El amor Que teines Por ellas
Race is an ideology that says that all human populations are divided into exclusive and distinct groups; that all human populations are ranked, they are not equal. Inequality is absolutely essential to the idea of race. The other part is that the behavior of people is very much part of their biology.
And then the idea that all of this is inherited. People don’t only inherit their biological features, but they also inherit their moral and temperamental and intellectual features. And it stays with us right into the 21st century. Not only are all of these features inherited, but they are not transcendable. You can’t change. Racial populations, individual races, and individual people cannot change their race. So there’s no way in which you can transcend this identity. Once you are identified as a socially low-status race, you remain so forever.
Race wasn’t invented because it is a set of beliefs and attitudes about human variation. It has nothing to do with the biological variation itself. You can have many societies with great diversity in physical features without the idea of race. Race represents attitudes and beliefs about human differences, not the differences themselves.
Audrey Smedley is a professor of anthropology at Virginia Commonwealth University. She is author of Race in North America: Origins of a Worldview. (via howtobeterrell)
do you know how difficult it is to feel secure in your looks and personality and overall self when absolutely no one has ever shown any interest in you whatsoever like yeah you shouldn’t base all of your self-confidence on other people but still there’s like always that irritating little voice inside of you that tells you that you’ve never been worth a second glance or getting to know for anyone and you can try to ignore it all you want but it’s still there
As a queer, brown femme, I think you'd have a better time meeting guys if you lost weight/toned up. Joining a gym seriously changed my life! Have you though of trying it?
no i have never at all ever thought about losing weight to take it easier for people to see me as a human rather than a punchline
i have absolutely never at all even for a little bit thought about going to extreme and dangerous lengths to make my body easier for people to handle so they never have to at all interrogate their own internalized hatred and prejudices
nope not even once not a little bit wow
how groundbreaking anon wow
god this question is so boring i almost fell asleep
Bisexual tends to be described your own gender and others and Pansexual as without a gender "preference" for lack of a better word but both of those mean the exact same thing in my mind. I don't ID as pan because bisexual is the label that I discovered when I was first coming to terms with my sexuality as a young person. The HRC and a few other Power Gay groups try to define bi as a both men and women thing but that flies in the face of most self identification from our community.
what's the difference between bisexual and pansexual? the internet has been inconclusive/i'm trying to justify myself, which sucks :/
anon i wish i could help you but i don’t identify with either of these identities, tho i support them both. i don’t want to define either bc they both seem different for every person and i do not want to overstep boundaries. perhaps some followers who id as bi and/or pan can answer this for this anon???
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it's interesting how there's a stereotype of hating men as a prerequisite for queer women but hating women isn't a prequisite for queer men when all the queer men i have interacted with hate women way more than the queer women i've interacted with hate men