Sarah Nyhan

And yet another year where I’m the one left out for speaking up and standing up for myself. While they all still get invited, included, and coddled.

In a weird and hurtful way it is a compliment that you think I am strong enough. But I am more and more quickly becoming completely over those people who think they don’t have to pick sides. Your silence and your inaction don’t make you exempt. I am also holding you accountable. You aren’t ignorant. You just don’t want to do the hard work. All talk, no action.

But I’m going to continue to protect my peace. Even if that means doing the gut-wrenching work of moving on and finding others who are more interested in healing than perpetuating dysfunction and craziness.

This Christmas, yet again I give myself the gift of honoring me and my experience. Even when no one else does. And I take comfort that God loves me.