Pretty sure I am literally alive because of Twitter, given how many medical mysteries I've been able to sort out as a result of community. I'm certainly a better person because of all the people I've met. I've got more hope than I'd have otherwise because I see how hard people are fighting...
It’s funny cause people tell me *all the time* how they’ve learned from me and found community through my posts and been uplifted and connected to others and gotten tools to recognize and fight hate and felt less alone in the world. But I guess fuck that right? I’m not accomplishing anything.
And I'm not having to reinvent the wheel because organizers a billion miles away were able to tell others how they did what they did. I've donated my time and money to causes I wouldn't even KNOW about. All we have is us, and social media helps make "us" bigger.
