Child care that’s actually FOR children (especially children who don’t fit the “normal” box)

Space for adults to be without their children

Space for adults to be with their children

Choice in how to spend my time

Choice in how to spend my money

Uh, that means I first have to HAVE some money…
Deep, meaningful relationships with other people who feel me–people who understand when I don’t have the words–words for feeling isolated, silence, shut down, bullied, belittled, placated, paraded as proof of how “down” an institution or a person or a program is and how helpful and awesome they are for just knowing me

Deep meaningful relationships that have room not only for sharing those experiences of marginalization and tokenism, but for believing in our and my abilities to survive and thrive and to do so creatively, with strength, and with purpose

Opportunities for meaningful work

Support in doing 243,385 different things and pulling them together into one livable life

Give and take without counting favors on fingers, you did 3 things for me, I still owe you 2…

Not being obligated to do X because some organization gave me 20 bucks to get my ass somewhere I needed to be (when it cost $880 more that was NOT part of the “grant” or “scholarship”)

Ways of building community and organizing that are in line with my values of respectful collaboration, liberation, curiosity instead of preconceived “knowing”–especially about things and situations unfamiliar or unexperienced by the “knower”, multigenerational decision-making, table settings for me to bring ALL of myself to the table and for everyone else do to the same

A big metaphorical bomb to explode the white, heterocentric, patriarchal, class privileged standards to which we’re all supposed to measure up to and that we, ourselves, carry within us