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This is something I wrote last year and posted on Facebook. Facebook is the space I choose to emotionally decompress with an audience. I don’t worry about how professional I sound, or whether I’m teaching a lesson. This is the space where I just relax and say what I’m feeling.

I love that it stores my memories, even knowing that they mine this shit and weaponize it against me. It would be better if I read my own offline journal more often because I am sure that I relax more knowing my thoughts are completely private. But anyway…

I look…


Last month, my boss created a problem. It was out of nowhere. He began an inquiry into my attendance despite having exchanged emails with me throughout the day. Because our incredibly unreliable work from home software will randomly show you as inactive during the day, he elevated an inquiry about my attendance and asked for an enforceable policy he could use to punish me when the system shows me as offline. All this because the software listed me as out of office for 7 hours on the same day he and I were corresponding.

When he sent the email, he…


This is a thread I posted on Twitter about being Black in the workplace. This is specifically about the oppression at Bon Appetit and the Test Kitchen podcast that was canceled because the hosts/producers of the show did not support the unionizing that was happening at their own place of work, Gimlet Media.

So, I am not a listener to Reply All. I clicked on the Test Kitchen trending tag out of curiosity. I kept researching because I became interested.

Now I am interested in the full discussion because of how benign gatekeeping works, especially as those who benefit are…


I spent 2020 in repair.

I hadn’t fully understood just how much of myself I’d been putting out there until many parts of me crashed and burned. I’m still putting out fires, but I’ve had to be completely intentional with how I put them out…by smothering myself in love and care so that I could heal and learn from the scars I helped create.

My scars…they don’t define me. They are just another part of who I am. I feel no shame in having them, but I do feel a kind of pride because I’ve learned from them. Not proud…


I don’t understand how anyone can look at how this government has moved throughout this pandemic and try to make this vaccine shit about Black people not trusting the government.

Anybody with an ounce of observational ability and critical thinking skills who is willing to accept that their nationalism/pride/belief system is actually the result of decades of indoctrination will look at the moves the government has made and see that this pandemic is an opportunity — a convenient genocide being manipulated by those with power and money to further extend and solidify their positions…all for the small cost of…


This is a Facebook post I wrote today because I keep seeing people say shit like “wanting to lose weight is not fatphobic” but it is.

People really don’t understand what fatphobia is and because it’s been interwoven with concepts such as health and self-worth, it makes the conversation even more difficult.

Intentional weight loss, the intent to erase the fat on your body simply for it being there, is, at its core, fatphobic. But because we have attached various convoluted moralities to it, people don’t hear how disliking body fat to the point you want to destroy it, is…


Every day I wonder why I’m here.

What am I doing? Why am I trying?

I place ridiculous expectations on myself. Often, I don’t want to write anything if I don’t think it will add something to the world in some meaningful way. That is a fucking ridiculous expectation to put on myself, and yet, there it is.

I live in perpetual fear and dread of a society that repeatedly shows me that I am soylent green for whiteness. For patriotism. For masculinity. For thin people. For every identity that occupies a higher rung of this shitty fucking societal hierarchy…


If you asked me whether I enjoyed my body while I was in my 20s, I would have said yes. I would have thought about the times I met men and enjoyed being with them physically. I would have bypassed the disagreements about condoms, the cavalier attitudes around STDs and pregnancy, and the general frustration of men who think their pleasure is the only thing that matters when it comes to having sex. I would have focused on all the ways I learned to work around these limitations rather than focusing on the multiple failures I experienced with consent, possessiveness…


I am often reminded that I am powerless. The murder and subsequent dismissal of justice for Breonna Taylor is the latest example of the powerlessness and indifference afforded to Black womxn like me. Her murder and erasure of the crime are the results of centuries of individual choices to dehumanize and subjugate specific people to create a system that enables others. It is intentional and it works, which is why anything less than complete abolishment of policing is useless.

White supremacist patriarchal capitalism likes to keep racism both individual and systemic. Supporters of whiteness often parrot bullshit about how it’s…


A couple of weeks ago, my job was restructured. The management team had some difficulties filling a position and when they failed, they decided that I was qualified to take on these responsibilities. I work as a contractor, so they contacted the people responsible for managing my contract responsibilities, made changes, and then contacted me to tell me what the changes were and when they would go into effect — which was immediate. There’s no increase in pay and it was pointed out to me repeatedly that I had no choice in this change. The real kicker is that they…

TaLynn Kel

Fat, Black, Femme Geek. I’m a writer & cosplayer. My blog is www.talynnkel.com. My books: Breaking Normal& Still Breaking Normal http://amzn.to/2FW5kl3

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