I'm having trouble today, writing words. When I try to set the words free through my fingers, fear reigns them back in. So, today, I'll share the words of Audre Lorde until I can gather my own.
Your silences will not protect you...What are the words you do not yet have? What are the tyrannies you swallow day by day and attempt to make your own, until you will sicken and die of them, still in silence?