Queer Shame

My sexual preference wasn’t something I allowed myself to realise or explore until I turned seventeen. Nevertheless, my attraction to women was something I accepted relatively easily and within a couple of months of silently voicing the fact to myself, I found myself coming out to my friends. It wasn’t until a year later, having…

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Grasping Privilege

My journey of grasping privilege started off in a Bavarian primary school full of immigrants’ children frowned upon by society and “destined” to leave education early. I was always top of my class, probably because I am smart, definitely because I spoke German perfectly. My German social-worker Mum had dragged me to virtually all museums…

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Shame

  Three of the top propositions I had to face up to as a young girl and woman: „Don’t make such a fuss!” „Nobody’s going to steal anything away from you!” „She really is embarrassed.“ It is true. I sometimes am kind of bashful. As my native language is German, when I started thinking about…

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