you ever realize that you accidently created a second meaning in your story and you’re simultaneously proud of yourself but also realize you’re probably going to be one of those authors where people think your secretly a fucking genius when really you’re just really, really dumb
if a person of color is telling you that you’re being racist you need to recognize it and apologize. if a gay/bisexual person is telling you that you’re being homophobic/biphobic you need to recognize it and apologize. if a transgender person is telling you that you’re being transphobic, recognize it and apologize. if a woman is telling you that you’re being sexist, recognize it and apologize. the line is not yours to be drawn.
I legit just saw a post about Crazy Ex Girlfriend, calling out the show for being problematic (which it can be and of course we can discuss it) and listing as evidence a series of events/decissions made by Rebecca Bunch, a mentally ill, morally grey, layered character, defined by the creators as a “bubbly walter white”, on a show that never excuses her problematic behaviours and instead ALWAYS holds her accountable for their consequences, that isn’t there to be liked (creator’s words) but to tell a story, to show people the shitty things we are capable of because of patriarchal pressures, to remind us NOT TO BE Rebecca Bunch, denying herself the help she desperately needs and harming people in the process.
But then again, that post also used the phrase “sexism agains men” so honestly that’s when I rest my case. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯