Growing up in a progressive community, becoming an activist was a natural (though not necessarily popular) progression. I attended my first anti-racism training workshop over twenty years ago and began speaking on panels, leading social justice organizations and facilitating teach ins thereafter.
I went on to study social work and minority studies with emphases in sexology, gender and trauma resolution. I began to write and perform slam poetry, lead on campus social justice organizations, planned conferences and events. I also struggled with ptsd and endured an incredible amount of harassment and isolation on a small, conservative campus.
I dropped out of college two gen eds short of a degree.
After spending over a decade as a social worker, challenging the systems I worked in at every turn, I went rogue again.
Every part of my experience has been informative and directive. I learned the emotional skills required to do liberation work. I stood in my values, regardless of the cost. I developed strong boundaries and resiliency. I unearthed, investigated, and studied my own mental health and trauma while assisting others to do the same. I learned to grapple with the on-going task of identity development in aspects of both oppression and privilege. I forged my own path.
For the last 10 years I have been writing books and essays, speaking at universities and conferences, conducting workshops, providing private coaching and tarot readings, and consulting independent organizations in the areas of social justice, positionality, identity development, body politics, trauma, activism and emotional skills and boundaries.
If I had letters behind my name they would likely be in social psychology, but my experience, research, work and education has been widely rogue. And that’s the way I prefer it.