I sat next to a white teenager on a train today; it was my…

I sat next to a white teenager on a train today; it was my…



I sat next to a white teenager on a train today; it was my reserved seat, so I didn’t feel anything about it.  But then a few minutes before the train was due to depart, the teenager’s dad boarded the train.
“You can always move once the train leaves the station,” he said to the boy, a worried look evident on his face.  I felt irked, but said nothing as the boy’s dad kept looking nervously at us.  The boy stated he was fine where he was.  After a short while he left.  I tried to let the uncomfortable feeling go: why was sitting beside me such a bad thing?  Just as these thoughts entered my mind, the dad returned once more.

“There are some seats at the other end of the carriage.  You can move there.”

“I’m okay, dad,” the boy replied.  

I wished I’d said something.  I wished I had stood, told the dad: “Look if you don’t want your kid sitting next to a fat, black person, just say so!”  But I grit my teeth, waited until the dad left again, and moved to another unreserved seat.  I could hear the voices telling me I’m too sensitive; that I need to grow a thicker skin.  But the look on the dad’s face, his tone of voice and the character he revealed through the words he used, stayed with me for longer than I would have liked.  Fatness isn’t contagious, just as blackness isn’t either.  But the white gaze despises both of those things.  The white gaze says the worst possible thing that could happen is to be black and/or fat.  Unfortunately that gaze has been internalised by people of colour too, and on ocassion I feel included in that thought process.
But other times I don’t.  Other times I feel positive about being a black, fat and nonbinary person.  I even wrote a zine about it in happier times.  You can buy it here: https://www.etsy.com/uk/listing/222492767/body-imagefatness-and-blackness?ga_order=most_relevant&ga_search_type=all&ga_view_type=gallery&ga_search_query=body%20image,%20fatness%20and%20blackness&ref=sr_gallery_1

bisofcolour:

The pic above are a few of the editors of Purple…

bisofcolour: The pic above are a few of the editors of Purple…



bisofcolour:

The pic above are a few of the editors of Purple Prose.

Purple Prose is a UK guide to bisexuality.  That in itself is pretty unique, as it often feels like any literature on bisexuality in the UK is at least 20 years old.  Another unique thing is that People of Colour in the UK have not been ignored!  Jacq Applebee edited a large chapter on the experiences of bisexual people of colour.  Five talented writers of colour tell of their experiences of being an invisible minority within a minority.  Other topics include faith and ethnicity, how research often lets us down, how dress codes make it difficult for people of colour to fit in spaces, and how unwelcoming and outright racist the UK bisexual communities can be.  There is also a list of resources for bisexual people of colour in the UK.

Purple Prose also contains chapters on Disability, Non-Monogamy, Gender, Faith and Religion, Ageing, Bi Myths and Legends, and Fictional bisexuals!

There is currently a crowdfunder for Purple Prose: https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/purple-prose-bisexuality-in-britain#/  Please support it, as this book is desperately needed.  There is sadly very little for people coming out as bisexual.  Biphobia in lesbian and gay communities mean the spaces we thought would welcome us, turn out just as bad as the straight communities many of us have fled.  Just the fact that none of the lesbian and gay publishers in the UK wanted to be involved with this book, speaks volumes (no pun intended).  So support your local bisexuals, and start supporting Purple Prose!

Purple Prose will be published by Thorntree Press

callistomist:

I decided to create a masterpost that would help…

callistomist: I decided to create a masterpost that would help…



callistomist:

I decided to create a masterpost that would help you with what you are struggling with. Hopefully any of the links below will help you!

Reminder; You’re going to be okay. What you are going through will pass, just remember to breathe. 

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Distractions;

Here are some distractions to help keep your mind occupied so you aren’t too focused on your thoughts. 

Sleep issues; 

 

Uncomfortable with silence; 

Anxiety; 


Sad, angry and depressed/depression; 


Isolation and loneliness; 

 

Self-harm;


Addiction; 

 

Eating disorders; 

 

Dealing with self-hatred;  

 

Suicidal; 

 

Schizophrenia;


OCD;


Borderline personality disorder; 

Abuse; 

 

Bullying;

 

Loss and grief; 

(Other loss and grief)

 

Getting help; 


Things you need to remember; 

  • - Don’t stress about being fixed because you’re not broken.
  • -Remember to remind yourself of your accomplishments. Tell yourself that you’re proud of yourself, even if you’re not. 
  • - This is temporary. You won’t always feel like this. 
  • -You are not alone. 
  • -You are enough. 
  • -You are important. 
  • -You are worth it. 
  • -You are strong. 
  • -You are not a failure, 
  • -Good people exist. 
  • -Reaching out shows strength. 
  • -Breathe. 
  • -Don’t listen to the thoughts that are not helping you. 
  • -Give yourself credit. 
  • -Don’t be ashamed of your emotions, for the good or bad ones. 
  • -Treat yourself the same way as you would treat a good friend. 
  • -Focus on the things you can change. 
  • -Let go of toxic people. 
  • -You don’t need to hide, you’re allowed to feel the way you do. 
  • -Try not to beat yourself up. 
  • -Something is always happening, you don’t want to miss out on what’s going to happen next. 
  • -You are not a bother.
  • -Your existence is more than your appearance. 
  • -You are smart. 
  • -You are loved. 
  • -You are wanted. 
  • -You are needed. 
  • -Better days are coming. 
  • -Just because your past is dark, doesn’t mean your future isn’t bright. 
  • -You have more potential than you think. 
  • - Your value doesn’t decrease based on someone’s inability to see your worth.


Please remember to look after yourself and know that you are more than worth it and you deserve to be happy. Keep smiling butterflies x

 
OctoCon – The Irish Sci-Fi convention (or activism never has a…

OctoCon – The Irish Sci-Fi convention (or activism never has a…











OctoCon - The Irish Sci-Fi convention (or activism never has a day off)


In last week’s episode of Jacq goes to a Sci-Fi convention…

I’ve been to 3 conventions prior to OctoCon.  Dragon Con was awful. Nine Worlds was pretty bad.  EasterCon (Dysprosium) was good.  I was completely ignored at DragonCon - as in I’d talk to someone & they’d look at me with a blank stare.  A panelist called me a Troll at Nine Worlds when I spoke up about cultural appropration.  So far, so bad.

Dysprosium had more than its fair share of racist attendees - from the man proudly wearing a Gollywog badge, to an attendee demanding I explain to him & his mates how to end racism.  The good thing about Dysprosium was the organisers were brilliant when I spoke to them about these problems.  They got on with sorting out these issues quickly, & reassured me that I was being listened to.  It is something I really appreciated.  I shouldn’t have to face these kind of problems at any event, but they kept on happening.  I didn’t have very high hopes for OctoCon.  But in the end, it was fantastic!

I took part in 5 panels, including 4 that were decidely LGBT+ and sex positive.  Where most conventions will have a single diversity panel (or in the case of Nine     Worlds, a track), OctoCon had diversity woven into every single session.  I didn’t only hear about or from People of Colour in the Race & Sci-Fi type sessions, but in the ones on Timetravel, in Genderqueerness and inErotica in fiction too.  This is no small thing for me; having been used to being shoved in a ‘ghetto’ of ethnicity at events.  The fact that there weren’t even that many People of Colour in attendance didn’t alter the fact that I felt listened to at OctoCon.  I felt respected.  I had loads of fun and learned new things about the worlds of gaming, science fiction and fantasy.  And with the added bonus of a lot of seriously HOT folks in attendance, what more could I ask for?

Go to OctoCon.  http://2015.octocon.com  You know it makes sense.

And support the bid for Dublin 2019 too! http://dublin2019.com 


Better than a Quinn Martin production.

It’s October, so that means in the U.K it’s Black History Month….

It’s October, so that means in the U.K it’s Black History Month….



It’s October, so that means in the U.K it’s Black History Month.  http://www.blackhistorymonth.org.uk

Have a look at LGBT History website, and spot all the bi-erasue on it: http://www.lgbthistorymonth.org.uk/history/blackhistory.htm

I’m quite disappointed by the lack of LGBT+ content this month, but there are a few queer things happening. 

LGBT Foundation in Manchester are celebrating http://lgbt.foundation/bhm

And you can always read about the experiences of Bisexual people of colour here: https://bisexualresearch.files.wordpress.com/2015/06/bis-of-colour-survey-report.pdf

What makes me particularly sad is that due to illness & clashes, there won’t be a Bi’s of Colour meetup this month.  In Black History Month queer people are often ignored.  In LGBT History Month, Black people are often ignored.  LGBT People of Colour deserve better than this.  Our lives matter too.

PS- Something I left off the illustration, but is important to know: Black Lives Matter OUTSIDE of United States too!

On 5th September 2015, I attended Totnes Pride.  I had been…

On 5th September 2015, I attended Totnes Pride.  I had been…











On 5th September 2015, I attended Totnes Pride.  I had been asked to give a speech and be on a panel about gender during the day.  I had no idea that it would be such a wonderful experience!

Mat and Jon, the twin brother organisers of the event were friendly and welcoming; nowadays I have a worry about how lesbian and gay people will be to bisexuals, so their genorosity was a weight off my mind.

The talented CN Lester was also in attendance.  Their camaraderie during the day was invaluable, especially when I realised I hadn’t eaten in far too long!

It is so rare to go to an LGBT+ event that is 100% free of hassle - no nasty comments from onlookers, no grief from other marchers, and a genuine sense of inclusivity.  Totnes Pride had all of that.  I’m impressed by the fact that in a very white rural area, I was made to feel so at home that I didn’t want to leave at the end of the day.

LGBT+ people in rural areas may experience isolation, but if this event is anything to go by, when they come together, they put big cities to shame!

Trigger Warning: Rape, Suicide, AbuseI’ve had depression for…

Trigger Warning: Rape, Suicide, AbuseI’ve had depression for…



Trigger Warning: Rape, Suicide, Abuse


I’ve had depression for most of my life.  I have a diagnosis of Borderline Personality Disorder and Post Traumatic Distress Syndrome.  But chronic anxiety was something new to me; until 2014, I’d never experienced it.  Anxiety for me wasn’t simply feeling nervous or on edge.  Anxiety felt like a blazing fire behind me, and barrels of oil around me, just waiting to explode.  Anxiety makes me want to run as fast as I can.  It makes me grind my teeth and clench my fists.

I’m invited to give a talk for a panel on LGBT hate crime at a small London police station.  I’m surrounded by white police officers, most of whom are wearing body armour.  Multiple radios crackle on the table as I clear my throat.  I speak about racism of the police, of how biphobia is different to homophobia.  There is a strange silence around me.  I feel very nervous, but once I start talking I don’t stop until all I’ve wanted to say is done.  The police officers are positive – they ask a lot of questions that show how little they now about biphobia.  I’m happy to answer them with a smile.

I was raped in 2014.  It was not a first for me.  I am a survivor of childhood sexual abuse, which carried on into adulthood and only ended when I ran away aged 22.  Shortly after the assault, I got sick.  I had severe abdominal pains that landed me in hospital twice.  The first of these admissions into Casualty happened on the first day of my new job.  I lost my job whilst in hospital.  I also had a breakdown.  Everything seemed to be happening at once.  Chronic anxiety shoved its way into my life, and it hasn’t left.

I lead a workshop for the British Psychological Society on mental health and LGBT people.  I print out webpages from a few organisations who claim they can help.  Most of these pages only ever use the word Gay.  Any illustrations are of white people.  Bisexuals are never mentioned.  People of colour are never mentioned.  Intersections of oppression are ignored.  I ask the group to look at the sheets and tell the others what they want to see changed; how these organisations could do better.  The participants have lots of ideas.  I’m happy to see their enthusiasm.  As soon as the workshop ends, my stomach bunches into painful knots.  I want to hide in a corner.  I do exactly that until someone I know spots me.


I blame myself some days for being raped.  I feel like I should have known what to do.  I should have been able to stop it.  I should have pushed them away.  I shouldn’t have been frozen in place.  I shouldn’t have waited until they left and I knew I was safe before I started crying.  Anxiety makes it difficult to breathe when I think that way.  Anxiety makes me want to step in front of a bus.  Somehow I keep on living.

Twitter and Tumblr have been lifelines for me; when I was in hospital, it kept me in touch with people I know who live thousands of miles away.  Tumblr in particular lets me see images of people similar to me, all of whom seem to live in the U.S.  Twitter is great, but it is also chock full of mean people who slip into my mentions with racist, biphobic and sexist trash.  My block hand is strong.  But my anxiety is stronger.  I dread clicking on the little bird symbol most days.  Sometimes I want to smash my computer into pieces.  The only thing stopping me is knowing I wouldn’t be able to watch Steven Universe otherwise.

I was a survivor before I started writing this.  I’m a survivor when I speak in front of hundreds of people.  Reading my smutty stories out loud in the past has prepared me well for public speaking.  But when I’m alone, the anxiety barges in to the front of my mind.  When I’m in crowds, I want to disappear into the shadows.  Bisexual activism makes me feel like a confident, competent human.  It also fills me with despair when I see how aggressive it makes (mostly lesbian and gay) people.  I stand on the edge of a knife, trying to balance the positive things my activism can do, with the hatred it exposes me to.  I feel anxiety pushing me on to the blade.

I’m invited to speak at Totnes Pride in Devon.  I accept without hesitation.

BiCon 2015Inclusivity has always been at the heart of my values….

BiCon 2015Inclusivity has always been at the heart of my values….















BiCon 2015

Inclusivity has always been at the heart of my values.  I’ve felt like I don’t belong, been actiely erased, dismissed and ignored for years.  BiCon, and the Bi’s of Colour group has helped combat the loneliness and isolation and otherness I’ve felt in a big way.  It’s why BiCon is the highlight of the year for me and so many others.

This year I gave a presentation with two other bisexuals of colour on what we have been up to as a group for the last five years, since the group’s formation.  It was wonderful to see how things had changed, and how much more of an accepting place BiCon has become.  But more needs to change.  During the weekend, I was spoken to in a really harsh manner by a few people who treated me like a research subject, instead of a human being.  The middle-class, white, academic bias many attendees have ingrained in their psyche, was something I found disappointing.  This came to the fore, both in casual meetups over lunch and dinner, and also in a few workshops (especially the nonbinary gender one).

There were some wonderful things that eclipsed the bad this year: there were 19 bisexuals of colour in attendance at the Bi’s of Colour session.  We raised £190 for the Bi’s of Colour History Project www.gofundme.com/bochistory , and the Steven Universe Sing-along was one of the most enjoyable sessions I’ve taken part in!


BiCon 2015 took place in Nottingham University.

BiCon 2016 will be at the University of Preston.