I hate being so light skinned. It’s gotten to the point that I’ve started using self tanner and bronzer so I don’t stick out so much in photos with my friends and family.
it hurts that i’ve come to realize that on tumblr when the word “Native” is used it doesn’t refer to me or my people. native shouldn’t just refer to just indigenous people from US and canada but the indigenous people from all over the world. and to think i’m only six hours from the border. :(
When you can casually say to your friend, “So I was thinking about making an offering to the ocean next month.” and not get judged.
I was delighted to high heaven when I discovered that both my mom and my dad are part Native. It made me feel like I really do belong in America, and the history is mine.
Before joining tumblr I felt like I was the only gay Native. I know that sounds really stupid and I guess almost ignorant, but thats how I felt. I used to be real sad about it. But now that I have met some gay Natives here on tumblr, I feel much better and less alone!
I am enrolled. I attended tribal school for most of my life. I have lived on the rez & still near live the rez. I have interned for my tribe. I have volunteered for my tribe. I am only close to the Native side of my family. But, I still feel disconnected & not Native enough because I am Black, and I don not think that will ever change. I do not even feel Black Native enough because my story is different from other tumblr Black Natives. Tumblr has only made me feel more lonely.
I’ve been driving my parents crazy asking them questions about their heritage. I know my dad is mostly Irish, part Cherokee. I know my mom is British, German, and Native, but she doesn’t know her tribe. That drives me crazy. Is it so wrong to want to know who I am and what my history is?
