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Black People's Lives are More Important Than White People Being Uncomfortable

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Tony McDade - shot and killed by police in Florida Breonna Taylor - shot and killed by police in her own home in Kentucky George Floyd - killed by police in Minnesota These are just the most recent individuals on a long list of black individuals who have been killed by police. The last few weeks have been filled with deplorable, heartbreaking news. News about the police killing black people. Unfortunately, these horrible stories are beginning feel familiar. so familiar that their details have begun to echo each other. In July 2014, cellphone video captured Eric Garner’s final words as NYPD officers pinned him to the ground on the sidewalk and sat on his head. On May 25th of this year, Minneapolis officer Derek Chauvin pinned George Floyd to the ground and knelt on his neck, as he pleaded for release and uttered the same three words as Eric Garner: “I can’t breathe” .   I’ve heard people say, well, George Floyd was suspected of forgery and Tony McDade w...

The Return of "The L Word"

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On January 31, 2019 it was announced that The L Word is officially getting a sequel and lesbians around the world rejoiced. The series originally ran on Showtime from January 18, 2004 to March 8, 2009. I bought the first couple of seasons on DVD while I was a BYU student in 2006. And while I wasn’t “out,” I was out without being out. I displayed the box sets prominently on my bookshelf in my tiny apartment bedroom where I also had posters for the films Imagine Me and You , Brokeback Mountain and RENT hanging on my walls. When the show debuted, most of the gay TV shows were primarily about gay men. Now, because of The L Word , you can turn on the TV and, on many shows, you will see women presenting themselves as gay, lesbian, queer, trans and everything in between. That representation matters. Being able to turn on the TV and see your life reflected back to you is powerful and transformative. The L Word  accomplished so many firsts: television’s first deaf les...

2 Steps Forward

In 2012, the Mormon Church launched a website called “Mormons and Gays.” I saw that as HUGE progress. It asked for members to have love and compassion for their LGBT sons and daughters. Sure, I didn’t love everything about the Mormons and Gays site. The Mormon Church still believed that marriage was only between a man and a woman, so those of us who are gay should either remain single and celibate or be in a mixed orientation marriage. Neither of which felt authentic to me. After the site launched, I finally came out to my family. While they weren't necessarily thrilled by the news, they weren't shocked either. I was happy with myself. I was fine with where the church was. Eventually, I believed it would not merely tolerate its LGBT members, but embrace us. And that overall sentiment of love was a win in my book. That feeling of gratitude  did not last long because then came the “exclusion policy.” In a nutshell, the “exclusion policy” labels “homosexual relations” as ...

I Speak For Me

Allies are incredibly important to have. When we feel like we don’t have a space or a voice, allies can make all the difference. Kindness and truly seeing someone goes a long way and its effect is larger than people can imagine. It’s easy to feel like no one gets you or cares about you. But even just one ally can show that people are invested in you and your happiness. I love it when people ask me “what can I do to help?” Allies multiply in number. Just by simply existing and standing up for minority communities, others are encouraged to open their minds and be accepting as well. We all need people on whom we can depend and who we know accept us for who we are. Allies have quite literally saved my life. But there are times when it’s too much. With all of the racial tension that is still happening, I don’t pretend to speak for my black friends. I sit with them. I listen to them. I cry with them. I show up for them. But I in no way speak for them. It’s their story. They ...

Finding My Voice

I was born and raised in the DFW Metroplex in Texas. I’m a pale white girl, with strawberry blonde hair and lots of freckles. And while I wasn’t persecuted growing up based on what I looked like or who I was on the outside, I had a deep-seated fear that I would be if people only knew the real me. See, I wasn’t like everyone else around me. First off, I was a Mormon. And there weren’t that many of us. Growing up, I had many conversations with friends trying to “save me” because they truly believed that Mormons weren’t really Christians. But the second thing that sets me apart from most of the people that I grew up with is that I’m gay. Looking back, all the signs were there. While other girls’ walls were covered with pictures of boy bands and teen heartthrobs like New Kids on the Block, Jonathan Taylor Thomas, Jonathan Brandis, mine was covered with pictures of women I admired like Shannon Miller, Mia Hamm, Rebecca Lobo, etc. As a young Mormon kid, I didn’t have the vocabulary ...