basedbigzam asked:

As someone who fights with severe depression on a day to day basis, the fact that you think that it's okay to tell some to kill themselves is disgusting. You need to grow the fuck up and get this special little snowflake thing you got goin on the fuck out of here.

not to derail but what prompted calling me a special snowflake, like literally what did i do to merit you calling me that? does being black, trans, queer, and mentally ill at the same confuse you

Unapologetically Owning the Stereotypes and Nuances of Me

May 4, 2015 by Quita Tinsley

[Headline image: The photograph features a smiling woman with dark skin, dark hair, and dark eyes. She is wearing mascara, red lipstick, and a white and silver bracelet. She is looking off to the side and hugging her shoulders with her arms crossed. ]

As a Black, queer, fat woman, I’m constantly aware of how I navigate most spaces. I’m constantly determining whether I can talk about my girlfriend. I’m constantly wondering whether I can eat what and how I want. And I’m constantly aware of how I’m speaking, from my tone to the words that I’m saying.

Sometimes, these concerns come from a place of determining my safety. One wrong admission can put me in harm’s way of being attacked, physically or verbally. But at other times, these concerns come from wanting to avoid people projecting stereotypes onto me.

If I speak too loudly, I’m a “loud, angry Black woman.” If I say I have a girlfriend and three cats, I’m “one of those U-Hauling lesbians.” If I eat a plate full of fried foods, I’m a “lazy fat person who doesn’t care about my body or health.”

I try to convince myself that, if I navigate certain spaces cautiously, I can avoid those stereotypes as much as possible. However, no matter how I navigate spaces, I can’t prevent people’s assumptions.

My full first name is Shawnquita. However, all of my life, I’ve gone by Quita, except for the fourth grade. On the first day of school, my third-period teacher, Mrs. M, began to call the roll. When she got to my name, she said, “S. Tinsley.”

This approach wasn’t unfamiliar to me. Many teachers, instead of stumbling over the syllables in my first name, would just say my first initial and last name. And I had my standard response: “It’s Shawn-qui-ta, but you can call me Quita.” Mostly, teachers would smile at me, repeat my name, and then make a note on their student lists.

However, Mrs. M didn’t. She replied, “How about I call you Shawn.”


anonymous asked:

I really hatred the lack of media representation of queer black women and qwoc in general especially fat, mentally ill, disabled poor, dark skin etc. Able bodied people never seems to really consider disabled people's sexuality


Some people painted Black Lives Matter graffiti at my school and it was powerful stuff. There’s one accepted graffiti wall the administration doesn’t bother to police, and they painted the whole thing black and wrote in large white lettering, “Black Lives Matter.” On one side, they stenciled on phrases like “Black Men’s Lives,” “Black Women’s Lives,” “Black Queer Lives,” and so on. On the other, they stenciled the names of black people killed by police. It was really well done.

I saw the graffiti just yesterday, and today I passed by again to see it defaced. Not just random crap, either. The “Black” in Black Lives Matter was covered by “All” in ugly red spray paint. Every mention of the word “black” was erased. I didn’t look closely, but it seems like whoever did it posted flyers on it, too.

Good to know UMass cares about black lives. Come on, people.

“‘Q.U.E.E.N.’ definitely is an acronym,” Monae explains during an interview at Fuse HQ. “It’s for those who are marginalized.” She says the “Q” represents the queer community, the “U” for the untouchables, the “E” for emigrants, the second “E” for the excommunicated and the “N” for those labeled as negroid.

“It’s for everyone who’s felt ostracized,” she adds. “I wanted to create something for people who feel like they want to give up because they’re not accepted by society.”