Living It; Confessions of a Social Justice Advocate

Social justice is a concept relating to the distribution of wealth, opportunities, and

privileges. It encourages the idea that all people should have equal access to these forms

of well-being. Social justice advocates are those actively working toward inclusion and

equity, by removing barriers and influencing political and social change.

Sounds heroic right? It can reap high rewards at times, but at other times social

justice and advocacy can be rough. Some will say in the past few years there have been

more losses than wins, which can be discouraging. Including, but not limited to, the

attack on affirmative action, dismantling DEI, reversing reproductive rights, limited

healthcare access during and after COVID-19, widening income gaps, access to proper

education (K-12 & Higher Ed), and discrimination towards people of color. But even

when considering all the various struggles, the idea that we aren’t progressing can

discredit the progress of those who fought before us.

I spent many weeks researching to compile a timeline, from the 1400s to today,

highlighting the repeated oppression of Black Americans and American Indians.

Although many instances are consistently repeated in modern forms, seeing the

progress made is incredible. To imagine the intense pain and suffering people

experienced physically, mentally, and emotionally, helps me to measure the progress

we’ve made so far. The ways we’ve been able to make change from hundreds of years of

oppression are quite impressive.

Social justice issues become more complex as we pursue further research and create

opportunities for people facing oppression to have an open dialogue about their

experiences, which leads to a spiral of “wow” as we see how deeply rooted these systemic

issues go. And as the already dirty work becomes more complex, why would we want to

keep doing it? When the big wins seem so out of reach, and the small wins aren’t

providing enough satisfaction to keep pushing us, what do we do?

Social justice is more than a catchy topic of discussion to make you look like a good

person when networking or interviewing; it’s a lifeline for many people. The fruitful

results of social justice and advocacy are the reason some people can get an education,

access proper healthcare, or address mental health concerns that are restricting their

lives. Social justice isn’t just the new fad, it’s changing lives.

Becoming a social justice advocate, whether as your job or a side venture, can be

exhausting. However, there are reasons to stay committed and ways to stay sane. From

my confliction on whether I am cut out for this kind of work, and conversations with

people who have persevered through their hiccups, these are a few ways we can support

ourselves and remain encouraged.

• Find a community of like-minded individuals you can go to for support, blow off

steam, run ideas by, ask questions, or collaborate on an effort.

• Know your values. We may think something is of utmost importance until we sit

down and lay everything out. List your values, rank them, and add your why.

Make sure your advocacy work meets your values to feel engaged with who you

are and what you are doing.

• Be intentional, an advocate is not only about your actions during your 9-5 or

what you do when people are watching. Set your goals and make sure your

actions match these goals. Big or small, being intentional will help to create

positive habits and stay consistent.

• Show vulnerability. Although it can be uncomfortable, being honest and open

can build relationships and create a support system to pick you up when you need

it.

• Take time off; we all need to rest and reset!

There are many important aspects of this work, but the most important is

remembering your why. You didn’t end up in this intense field by chance. There’s

something that called you to it, or that called it to you. Progress is not linear, and if you

have already gotten engaged in this work, you’re likely very familiar with that fact. We

may not see a change for years or may not see the change we desire in our lifetime.

However, being a social justice advocate is about the change you’ll never see, supporting

the next generation, and building out resources to create long-term and sustainable

progress.

Sometimes it feels like your efforts aren’t moving the needle but remember what

the world looked like a hundred years ago. Although many of us truly feel there should

have been more progress, my ancestors likely could not imagine living in a world like we

have today. I know my ancestors are proud to see me as a black woman, with a

bachelor's degree and various accolades, choosing a career that fuels my passions.

Getting paid to tell their story and bring to light the terrifying truths that have been

buried in history is truly an honor.

As I reflect on the opportunity I had to visit the Chattahoochee Brick Company in

Atlanta, GA (if you haven’t heard of, I encourage you to do some research!) and find

myself reimagining the emotions I felt while standing on the grounds where many

people faced inhumane treatment. With my feet planted on the asphalt, I imagine the

possibility that at one point my great-grandfather could have stood in that same place,

as many of my family members are from Georgia. I found myself not only overwhelmed

with emotion but grateful. I am grateful that throughout this terror, so many Black

Americans remained resilient. I am grateful I never have, or never will, have to endure

that degree of suffering. And lastly, I am grateful as a Black woman today I can learn

what the generations before me endured, so I can share these stories and ensure they do

not ever repeat.

After generations of emotional trauma, I am grateful for the progress we made,

and the only way I could properly thank my ancestors for their sacrifices is by having the

same resilience and courage they all did. So, as I grapple with my struggles, I remain

encouraged and inspired to do this work because although progress may seem slow, the

changes we’ve seen already are remarkable.

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