tranqualizer:

Trans Immigrants Disproportionately Subject to Deportation and Detention, Suffer Special Gender-Related Harms in these Processes
Barriers to Getting any Legal Immigration Status:
employment-based immigration not available because of job discrimination
family-based immigration not available because trans people’s family members often reject them, trans marriages not seen as valid, chosen and extended family not recognized
asylum and other claims often not available because of lack of access to trans-friendly legal help, less connections with immigrant communities to get information combined with strict timelines, bias and harassment from immigration officers
Criminalization of Trans People:
most convictions and some arrests can make people deportable, even if they have status
trans people falsely arrested for lack of proper identity documents or for using bathroom
police profiling of trans people as violent, prostitutes
committing survival crimes because lack access to legal employment or education (sex work, drugs, theft, etc)
Trans immigrants likely to be detained and/or deported:
trans people disproportionately HIV positive, if from country where no access to HIV meds, deportation is death sentence. also, deportation can lead to serious transphobic violence, persecution, and imprisonment in home country.
in detention trans people often isolated and/or targeted for rape, harassment abusive searches and other violence by staff and other detainees. gender misclassified based on genitals in sex segregated system
can’t access hormones and other medical treatments while detained. forced to change gendered characteristics of appearance (cut hair, give up prosthetics, etc.). results in mental anguish and increased violence because appearance may conform even less to gender identity. 
infograph via the Sylvia Rivera Law Project www.srlp.org info@srlp.org 212.337.8550
pdf version of above chart available here: http://srlp.org/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/disprop-deportation.pdf

tranqualizer:

Trans Immigrants Disproportionately Subject to Deportation and Detention, Suffer Special Gender-Related Harms in these Processes

Barriers to Getting any Legal Immigration Status:

  • employment-based immigration not available because of job discrimination
  • family-based immigration not available because trans people’s family members often reject them, trans marriages not seen as valid, chosen and extended family not recognized
  • asylum and other claims often not available because of lack of access to trans-friendly legal help, less connections with immigrant communities to get information combined with strict timelines, bias and harassment from immigration officers

Criminalization of Trans People:

  • most convictions and some arrests can make people deportable, even if they have status
  • trans people falsely arrested for lack of proper identity documents or for using bathroom
  • police profiling of trans people as violent, prostitutes
  • committing survival crimes because lack access to legal employment or education (sex work, drugs, theft, etc)

Trans immigrants likely to be detained and/or deported:

  • trans people disproportionately HIV positive, if from country where no access to HIV meds, deportation is death sentence. also, deportation can lead to serious transphobic violence, persecution, and imprisonment in home country.
  • in detention trans people often isolated and/or targeted for rape, harassment abusive searches and other violence by staff and other detainees. gender misclassified based on genitals in sex segregated system
  • can’t access hormones and other medical treatments while detained. forced to change gendered characteristics of appearance (cut hair, give up prosthetics, etc.). results in mental anguish and increased violence because appearance may conform even less to gender identity. 

infograph via the Sylvia Rivera Law Project www.srlp.org info@srlp.org 212.337.8550

pdf version of above chart available here: http://srlp.org/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/disprop-deportation.pdf

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Trans friendly Rape Survivors Resources

therapsid:

Signal boost this, please. 500 notes isn’t enough.

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questions & suggestions on reclaiming y[our] body[ies].

afrafemme:

disclaimer: by doing these things & asking these questions, you are being revolutionary. you are resisting. & because of that, you are also risking your life.

take a self defense class.

activism.

continue waking up everyday.

be true to your emotions.

wear what you want to wear.

use your voice.

define what it means for yourself to be a survivor, a woman, trans, beautiful, femme, etc.

use your talents to your advantage.

take up time & space for yourself.

take a day (or a lifetime) where you don’t care about anyone else’s feelings but your own.

do what you want.

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A Black Academic Woman’s Self-Care Manifesto

By Erica Lorraine Williams

In response to Toni Cade Bambara’s classic question in TheSalt Eaters, I am absolutely sure that I want to be well. In fact, I am determined to be well. I have been haunted by the legacies of premature death of black women academics since before I chose to enter into the academy. What does wellness look like for black women in the academy, and what are some strategies that we can utilize to achieve it? As an Assistant Professor of Anthropology at Spelman College entering my fourth year on the tenure-track, I have learned some tips and strategies for balance and wellness that I only wish I had known in college and graduate school.

The flexibility of the academic schedule is simultaneously wonderful and terrifying. On the one hand, we don’t have to “clock in” a strict 9-5 schedule. This is very appealing for me, particularly since I’ve witnessed my mother,  a nurse, work 7pm-7am shifts at a nursing home for several years. In academia, night owls can sleep in and schedule afternoon or evening classes, while early-risers can get their classes out of the way early and then have the afternoons free for writing or personal time. On the other hand, with looming publication and grant deadlines, active research agendas, varying teaching loads, office hours, and meetings galore, there is enough work to keep us busy 24 hours a day, seven days a week.

For me, self-care quite simply means setting boundaries on how and when I work. I refuse to run myself into the ground by working around the clock with no time for rest and relaxation. The academy tends to privilege a lack of sleep, workaholic tendencies, and scholarly productivity at the expense of everything else. I refuse to sacrifice my nights and (whole) weekends for work. Evenings are reserved for exercise, family time, home-cooked meals, and general “down time,” and I will not be made to feel guilty about that.

I want to be a prolific scholar, to open students’ minds, and to make an impact on my institution and my community. However, I can’t – and I won’t – do this at the expense of my health and well-being. I am haunted by stories of women of color who worked so hard to earn tenure that once they got it they were too burnt out – suffering from fatigue and chronic illness – to enjoy it. I refuse to fall into this trap of self-destruction. Just as people often say that being a parent is a full-time job, self-care is also a full-time job! Sometimes my days feel so long because I am running from one thing to the next, even if some of those things I’m running to include Afro-Cuban dance class at 7:30pm after a long day of office hours, writing, and a 3-hour honors seminar.

It is one thing to say that self-care is important, however, how does one actually fit it into a busy schedule? The programs of Kerry Ann Rockquemore’s National Center for Faculty Development and Diversity have taught me several useful tools and strategies to prioritize self-care.  I have learned the value of creating a semester plan, doing a Sunday Meeting, tracking the time I spend on various tasks (writing, research, teaching, service, and professional development), having a community of accountability, and enjoying daily treats. In creating a semester plan, you lay out clear writing goals alongside personal goals for the semester. This simple act encouraged me to think of writing and personal goals as mutually constitutive.

In order for me to be productive in my scholarship, I must take care of myself – this is a non-negotiable. For instance, one of my personal goals is to workout five times a week. I schedule my workouts into my calendar just like I do my writing time, class times, meetings, and doctor’s appointments. After several months of doing this, it has (finally) become second nature, so that no matter how busy I am, I will find time for my workouts. Case in point: on a Thursday (a non-teaching day) when I needed to make some major progress on my book manuscript revision, I decided to work at a quiet café in Decatur, where I had a 1pm massage scheduled (haven’t had one in 10 years!) thanks to a Groupon discount. After the massage, I returned to the café for a few more hours of writing, and then went for a BGR (Black Girls Run) group run. The Black Women’s Life Balance and Wellness conference that I attended in July, also re-energized my desire to prioritize self-care.

Doing a Sunday Meeting every week helps me to visualize everything that I have on my plate for the week. Once all of my tasks, duties, and responsibilities are out of my head and onto a piece of paper (with color-coded columns for my enjoyment), it feels much more manageable and much less overwhelming. And of course there is nothing like the satisfaction of checking things off your To Do list! Rockquemore also encourages daily treats and taking weekends off. A treat can be something as simple as enjoying a phone conversation with a long-distance friend, watching your favorite television show, taking a walk in the park, eating a red velvet cupcake, or whatever else would be pleasurable or enjoyable for you. Taking weekends off as a scholar-teacher often seems like an unattainable feat. Though I try to take weekends off, I usually end up doing a few hours of work on at least one day during the weekend. Even when I do work on the weekends, I at least make a concerted effort to spend more time doing things that I enjoy.

Another crucial practice that has helped me is building community and accountability around writing.  I have a rotating circle of black women academics in Atlanta who meet at cafés around town a few times a week for write-on-site sessions. I have an accountability partner who I have weekly check-in calls with to see how we are progressing with our writing goals and to offer encouragement. We also complete a daily log on Google Drive that details our progress and time spent on writing, research, teaching, service, professional development. I have a writing partner with whom I periodically exchange drafts. Building community around writing helps to work against the solitary, individualistic mode of scholarly writing. Sometimes building community may also be virtual via Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, and blogs. I like Tanya Golash-Boza’s blog Get a Life, Ph.D. which has the tagline: “Succeed in Academia and Have a Life Too.”  Golash-Boza, Associate Professor of Sociology at the University of California at Merced, has three books and three children, and is determined to be happy and balanced in the academy. The Crunk Feminist Collective also has a great post about Saying No, a necessary tool for setting boundaries so that we have the time to do what we want and need to do for our own personal sustainability.

Having knowledge of these tools, resources, and strategies doesn’t mean that I never get stressed out or overwhelmed. I have yet to “perfect” the art of life balance, and I’m not sure if that’s even completely possible. Nonetheless, having these tools give me standards to aspire to so that when I get off-balance, I can easily get back on track again. They have made me self-aware so that I know how to listen to my body when it says, “give me a minute.”

So, what does wellness look like for black academic women? For me, wellness means breathing, taking a break, sipping tea, spending time with loved ones, enjoying a hike, a run, a dance class, a massage, a guided meditation, a game night with girlfriends or a date night with my partner.  It means eating fresh fruit and vegetables, home-cooked meals, sleeping eight hours a night, and taking a walk in the park. It means enjoying escapist shows like Scandal, The Good Wife, Grey’s Anatomy, The Mindy Project, and The Misadventures of Awkward Black Girl at the end of a long day. Most of all, it means replenishing my reserves and not giving away all of myself to others because, as Toni Cade Bambara said “wholeness is no trifling matter.”

[TW] Sexual violence is similar to loss in many ways; a couple of the key things being the intense social isolation due to inevitable feelings of being incomplete and most importantly the stages of grief that follow. With much common sense, you wouldn’t even mention death to someone in mourning. Rape jokes aren’t funny because even years later, the whisper of it makes me relive my trauma without warning. Where is the humor in that?

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afrafemme:

my body is as legitimate as any man’s. it belongs here. it is not wrong. & i belong here. & i have as much right to be in public space as any man. as any white person. i do not have to justify my being, my existence in any spaces at any time. 

it is my goal in life to take up as much space as possible. to be as difficult to handle & to deal with as much as humanly possible. to be as mean & angry & anti & oppositional as possible. & to make no apologies. no allowances. no offerings. no sacrifices.

& i have rights, not given to me by you. i have a right to do whatever i damn well please. 

& you cant tell me how to act & how to behave. to make myself more passive. more palleable to yourself. 

i dont have to like when you call me beautiful. or ask my name. or tell me i look good today.

being black. being a woman. being bisexual, being femme means that am invisible. i have to make myself visible. i want to be as tall as possible. as femme as possible. as queer as possible. as sexy as possible. as woman as possible. as black as possible. & to talk as loud as possible in the most ignorant way. to demand. we can be, we have to be, as us as possible.

because i have those rights.

rights that were not given to me by you.

i have the right to defend myself. to have safety. to attain it through immeasurable, horrific, hardcore means. thus, i have the right to kill everyone who has ever hurt me. & but chose not to kill me, so that i could suffer through.

i have the right to make you uncomfortable. to make you squirm. i have the right to smile. & enjoy. 

& i have rights. not given to me by you. 

to wear short shorts that show my ass. to let my boobs hang out. to tattoo my body. to wear wedges. to have big hair. & i wont make my existence. my body more acceptable for your comfort.

i have rights. these are my rights. not given to me by you. i dont want anything from your filthy hands. 

these are my rights. not given to me by you. you have nothing to give me. everything i’ve wanted, i’ve needed, i’ve taken it.

these are our rights. not given to us by you. 

my body doesnt need approval from you. my vagina doesnt need permission from a dick to exist.

i dont need anyone to legitimate my existence. i belong here. this is MY space. & i will take up ALL of it.

& i have the right to speak my truth all days longs. always. forever. in whatever time. in whatever space i want. & no one can silence me. no one can question me.

i have the right to trust myself. to trust my body. to love my body. to know my body wont betray me. to find comfort in the fact that it never did. to believe me.

to know that the only thing i could & did commit was a defensive act. to oppose the offensive one against me. telling me i had no right to live. no right to exist. no right to feel. no right to enjoy. telling me i had no right to be. 

i dont have to smile. i can be alone. & cuz being with you is a nightmare. & being with friends just means more harrasment.

i have no flaws. i have nothing that i need to do. i am perfect. & right as is. 

you will no longer clean yourself by raping me. absolve yourself by killing me. i will no longer love you if it means hating myself. i will no longer care when your feelings are hurt. i will no longer accept conflicts within myself. i will kill you without hesitation if it means saving my life. i will not listen to tips on what i need to do to make you happy. i will not listen to your sorrys. 

i belong here. & i am as legitimate as any man. as any white person.

hiphopcheerleader:

i was at this event once.

& this old man said something to the effect of 

“if you want a man, dont give up your best asset” meaning dont fuck nobody.

cuz yea, im eternally looking for a man… & men are the only ones who get to initiate relationships. & they have no personal responsibility for anything. & they get to determine what womyn’s standards should be FOR them. cuz men & dick are the only things that matter. LOL.

but also, FUCK YOU. cuz my pussy is NOT my best asset.

like fuck yea, my pussy bomb as hell. but theres nothing physical about me thats my best asset.

what about my loyalty, my thoughts/mind, my heart, my generosity. yea those are my best assets.

idk. sex means a lot to me. its emotional for me. its how i connect to other people, to myself. & i have standards, ya know.

but i dont hold to it to get things from people. thats not me. & i dont agree with no one telling me, esp other womyn, that i SHOULD or that i HAVE to use it to get things from men.

my pussy def aint the best thing about me. cuz what the fuck does that mean? when I’m not having sex/when I’m celibate, i aint worth shit?! huh?

nah. i aint never had the chance to be a virgin. i was molested at 8. raped at 17 before i had any consensual experiences. i’ve had sex used against me since i was a kid. & still everyday as a black woman.

this no commitment, no cutty shit aint go save womyn from being raped. black girls from being molested. it aint go save black men from kicking our asses. from the police raping us & killing us & criminalizing self defense.

this is all rape culture. THIS IS MY PUSSY. IMMA DO WHAT I WANT. & i will only fuck or commit to men who realize that. 

boo yow.

yepp.

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I think one of the most radical things we can do, as oppressed peoples, is reclaim our bodies as our own and reject those normative standards of beauty. We need to see our bodies, our lives, as beautiful. We need to not only be ok with our bodies but also celebrate them for their difference, their gorgeousness. We need to look in the mirror and be able to masturbate to our own image. We need to see our wild, natural hair and our thick thighs and see them as the epitome of splendor. We need to be able to dance in the street and shout that we are fucking hot!

Is this easy? Hell no! We need to deprogram decades and decades of messages that tells us that we are ugly, worthless and unworthy of love. This is hard work! And it is only done with the gentleness of a community of people that love and affirm us. Because otherwise, the constant batter of hatred that we face in everyday life will convince us that we are ugly, worthless and unworthy of love. We need to have the place to come home to to heal and recover and remember who we are.

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This statement/affirmation just had me in tears at work. Truer words were never spoken. I need to heal, recover and remember who I am.

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Masturbation is a meditation on self-love. So many of us are afflicted with self-loathing, bad body images, shame about our body functions, and confusion about sex and pleasure, I recommend an intense love affair with yourself

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