Thought for the Day

[bcholmes]

My adult understanding of my childhood with my father doesn’t erase the effects of his policing. I felt his gaze always following me, making me feel isolated as I quietly grappled with my identity. The loneliness and self-consciousness from these exchanges made me vulnerable in a way I wasn’t able to recognize until decades later.

– Janet Mock, Redefining Realness

Mirrored from Under the Beret.