Watching the news after Nia Wilson’s untimely death triggered my emotions. Every time I leave the house, I carry fear and anxiety with me.
Just a few weeks ago, my girlfriends and I were approached by an aggressively drunk white male who believed he had authority over our bodies. It wasn’t the first time we had to deal with something like this, and unfortunately, it won’t be our last. I couldn’t help but wonder, would anybody help me if I were attacked? If I died, would I be mourned in the same way Nia Wilson was?
9 reasons why I would have been accused of witchcraft in 15th-century Europe
Many of you reading this probably would have been, too
I’ve been using public transit during the pandemic. I’ve encountered more harassment than ever before.
I feel more exposed, with fewer people to turn to
