11/04/2025
I’m tired.
I’ve spent a lot of my adult life fighting some injustice and trying to bring about some change. I started a recycling drive at 13 when the ozone layer dominated the news and haven’t looked back. So many marches, petitions, canvassing, testifying before councils, going to court, bailing people out, creating bail funds, helping rewrite laws, being the only voice in the room in the dissent, being the only one in the room who looks like me, speaking voice for all marginalized folks.
I’m tired.
My activism looks a lot different nowadays. It looks like advocating for adequate death care for all. It looks like honoring each individual life in their death. Allowing people to be as they are, to grieve what they want to grieve and how they want to grieve. To allow humans to be human. If that’s not a radical act, then I dunno what is.