I Got Cancelled Yesterday

I swerved out of my lane and I got smacked. Thank you (but I don’t need another). Here’s what I’ve learned.

It’s happened several times this year. Some I’ve deserved, some I’ve questioned.

I learn something about both parties every time.

Here’s What I Learned From Getting Cancelled

Humans that are outside of a marginalized population make their observations from a place of privilege. Their involvement in the discourse must be careful and without centring oneself.

FUTURE SELF CHECK: Is the sentiment full of “I” or “we”.

The individuals of the internet will both confirm and challenge your beliefs. Vet before ingesting information.

FUTURE SELF CHECK: Ensure a message has an audience and isn’t just internal dialogue

Action must come before words

FUTURE SELF CHECK: Are you speaking from experience, emotion or intellect?

It is time to be a student, not a teacher.

FUTURE SELF CHECK: Students ask questions, not give lessons.

If I’m afraid to be wrong I’ll be too afraid to be here.
I’m learning and don’t want to pretend like I’m not.

I get corrected — frequently.

It’s often how I find new information and perspectives — something I truly appreciate having never had it in my formative years.

Boundaries are love.

Unlearning is expansive.

But cancel culture is ineffective.

**Internal Dialogue Upon Cancellation**

Sometimes I’m ignorant.
It’s not okay, but it happens.

I’m privileged.
Frequently it shows.

I’m learning.
Often I’m wrong before I’m right.

I don’t know what I don’t know.
It’s not your job to teach me.

If you take on the task, I appreciate it.
If you take space, I understand it.
If you disagree, I respect it.
If I hurt you, I’m sorry.

But if you just want to be angry, I question it.

Everything is a mirror.
Is it really me?
Or is it you?