Friendly reminder that as much as I talk about being fetishized and my experiences as a mixed race asian woman of color, I am still wildly privileged in so many ways.
I grew up with a white father and parents who showed me what a healthy relationship looks like. For as strict as they were (and are), I have never doubted that they were on my side. I have always had their financial support, something few friends of mine can say about their parents.
This past week, a black man was killed by the police here in State College. I was reminded again of my white privilege. When a police officer pulls me over, I’m not scared for my life. My parents never sat me and my sisters down to talk about what to do should police officers pull us over. We weren’t told to cooperate, keep our hands visible, make no sudden movements... It was expected that I would be safe should that happen.
I want to chat more about privilege and white feminism, especially after last week’s events and seeing @rachel.cargle’s lecture on white feminism. Get ready for a blog post next week! In the meantime, drop me a comment. What’s something you’ve been taking for granted that is actually a way in which you’re privileged?
📸: @the_majestic_lion / edited by me