I would not change a single thing that I have done or said. My only regret is not having said more.
Admitting to being a victim should not paint someone in a bad light — it acknowledges the experiences of the individual.
As a Black student at the University, I know the importance of finding peers who can validate my unsavory experiences as a marginalized person.
The term enslaved laborer is used as a means for reclamation by many Black people in the country, but I believe it is used as a means of erasure at the University.
Increasing diversity in body shapes and sizes in the medical industry would likely do a lot of good in decreasing fatphobia in healthcare.
Charlottesville is no stranger to providing a space for hatred to preside.
There are many facets of Black culture that are sacred — and that comes from the wealth of common experiences we share and traditions that have been passed down through generations of Black families.
I know the harsh realities of my ancestors — not to mention the reality of enslavement on Grounds — and to have it thrown in my face quite carelessly is jolting every time.
Having to defend and explain ourselves on what should be the simplest topics to grasp — such as the existence of racial prejudice on Grounds — is never surprising.
Don’t get me wrong — it is immeasurably important to stay educated on issues of racial equity, but watching without breaks for months on end made me feel like I was in a warzone 24/7.
