Tired

I've just started my third argument since I went on Facebook and Twitter this morning. Trying to make someone understand that publishing and sharing personal information about people on the web, whatever they may have done, is not a legitimate way to go about things, especially if their families might be affected.

I believe this.

The first argument was about the pay gap between men and women and whether it exists or not, the second was on Twitter and wasn't so much an argument as a discussion, again about the pay gap, how it affects Latina and black women disproportionately (women of colour in general, but these were the groups I had information for, and the fact is it affects Asian women slightly less than other women, including white women, but anyways)... Anyway doesn't matter.

The fact is, that by the time I was writing the third reply to this third argument I was tired. Tired of getting angry, tired of not understanding how people don't see basic injustice, tired of the argument. And it made me understand why people don't argue more, don't protest more, don't get angry more. It's exhausting. The easy path is to let things go, to pretend they're not happening, to go to sleep without giving the argument all you have.

And this leads me to admire every single person out there who has raised their voice again and again and again against injustice. I don't care if it's on the mainstream media, on Twitter or on the bus. Whether you're arguing with a friend and calling them out on something they said or going to a protest, whether your part of all the human rights societies you can find and you're an activist or you just try to do a little bit for your own community. I want to say thank you. Because it's exhausting. Not just trying to make other people understand why it's wrong, not just trying to change people's minds, but just making the effort to educate oneself, to try and not make these mistakes.

Yes. Today I'm tired. I don't want to argue anymore. I don't want to fight. I want to give up and go to bed. But I worry. Because if we all just gave up and went to bed the world would be a much more terrible place. So thank you to all the people who don't give up the fight.

Good night.