To Whom It May Concern,
This letter has been a long time coming.
Today, I am writing you this open letter not to try to tell you something that you already know, but to remind you of your purpose. While we have had this conversation several times, I truly believe that you need this subtle reminder. See, this world has stolen so much from us: our culture, or stories, our solidarity: and I wanted to take a quick moment to remind you of why you matter and why I love you so much.
1. You're Alive.
I can recall that time you told me that you were thinking about taking your own life. I also recall that time you called me crying saying you just wished for a better day. I also remember that time you sent me a message saying you felt invisible: Yet. You are still here. Changing the world one step at a time. And while some may only validate half of your existence, you have come to accept your full purpose in this life.
Living. Laughing. Continuing the search for the love from all those who want to love you unconditionally. Think about it. The fact that you are now changing the lives of the people you have met and have touched on this journey of life and self acceptance?
How powerful you must feel. You continue to remain a light for those who need it and I have to say, I am honored to be one of those people you have touched.
Queer, Black, fat friend, you're an inspiration.
2. You've survived.
Yes I know what it feels like to feel overlooked. I definitely know what it's like to feel like you are screaming in a hallway where all the doors have been closed and locked, not providing you an entry way or a place to exit. I wanted to remind you that in those moments you begin to feel like your screaming is in vain, I hear you.
I know what that screaming feels like. Trust me, I want to do it often. While I am not standing in that hallway with you, the fact of the matter is that you are standing there.
Strong. Resilient. Solid in your self worth and strong in your will.
And though the community tries to break you down, you still continue to stand strong on the front-lines, in formation: ready to take on whatever the world throws your way.
Queer, Black, fat friend, you are so damn powerful.
3. You've continued to thrive.
Imagine how they look at you. When you smile? When you laugh? When you walk into a room and know that nothing can be said or done to break you?
You know what freedom looks like. You are the epitome of self love and validity.
Take a moment to think about everyone, ANYONE, who has ever tried to cut you down. While it may be painful to recall, you still walk with your head up, looking forward: living like today is your last.
Queer, Black, fat friend. Why must you Slay?
You are everything this world wishes it could be. From the color of your skin, to the light in eyes, to the way your stomach moves when you laugh from a place of pure, unadulterated, truth.
Queer, Black, fat friend, You are freedom.
You are perfection.
I just wanted to take a moment to remind you of that. And while both of our communities consistently tries to erase you: you shine. Brightly. In all of your might. In all of your truth. So remember my queer, Black Fat friend, I love you. And may you continue to keep being the light that this world needs.
Because you, my friend, are an anomaly.
Sending you love & Light.