Yesterday, I wrote this post: A List of People Who Are Human Beings in No Particular Order. 

I wrote it in 10 minutes. I know it’s a hot mess in spots. I also know it’s incomplete in a lot of ways—and I want to correct a piece of that tonight.

It’s not my place to demand that you love your oppressor, your rapist, the officer who killed your son, your abusive parent, your homophobic neighbor. I’m a white, middle-class, cisgender, heterosexual, able-bodied, well-educated suburbanite who’s experienced very little persecution. It’s all too easy for me to wax philosophical about seeing the humanity in every person. I’ve rarely had reason not to.

If my words stirred up shame or guilt or any yuck of any kind, I’m so sorry. I’m learning. Much love to you all.