I wrote something recently and a dear friend informed me that something in there could be perceived as culturally insensitive. Obviously it wasn’t my intention. What I was attempting to do was draw a correlation between two groups to show how similarities exist in the root cause.

As difficult as it is to be corrected on the ego, especially about cultural elements, I wasn’t upset they corrected me. I have already published the piece they commented on and I’m not going to take it down. Not because I am defiantly claiming I’m right but because I don’t believe in hiding my mistakes. I do believe in learning from them though.

I don’t know everything. I don’t want to be a critical race theorist or the world’s foremost authority on skin color disparity or all forms of discrimination. But I do want to understand how to elevate those who do. Those who are. Critical race theory is important to me. I have children and grandchildren whom are multi-raced, but I don’t know it all and furthermore, I won’t be here forever.

If you want to know what the mistake was, it’s in a piece I wrote where I referenced Black People as blacks. The sentence also used “white” in lower case. If this hurt some people, I’m sorry for that. I vowed to never hurt anyone intentionally again, I don’t like doing that. I do, however, like uplifting people and figuring out ways to uplift the voices of those around me. Any way I can amplify someone’s message that aligns with peace and love, I’m going to.

The real message and lesson, for me anyway, is that in an age where it seems that anything you say can offend someone is not to be afraid to speak. The solution is to say “Thank you for educating me”. Let’s grow as a nation and continue to correct one another in love and respect so that all of our neighbors and fellow people feel safe and respected.

That’s all I want as a transitioning woman. Feel safe and respected. I don’t like it when people disrespect me and I dislike it even more when they make excuses for why they should be allowed to continue to do so. It’s okay to make mistakes and it’s also okay to move on from them. I’m no martyr, I’m not bogged down with guilt that I’m asking to be taken care of, just learning. That’s okay to do, I’m 39 years old and from the Midwest originally. I can stand to learn a lot more.

Don’t run from your mistakes. I’d even go so far as to say don’t even be embarrassed by them. Correct them, learn from them, and move on from them to be a better neighbor, friend, and human. Imagine what problems would be solved if we all did that…

With Love

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