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Get out of my inbox
If you’re reading this, it’s either because you’re a nosy bugger (🍿🍻), or because I’ve sent you this to explain why I can’t get back to you (🙏🏽🍃).
TLDR;
I don’t benefit from interacting with you.
We are not friends. You drain me when I’m already running on empty.
Many of your kind have done this to me. I’m not sticking around for this.
You don’t have to pretend you care about what I care about. It literally does not matter to me.
I’m trying to get real work done. If you’re serious about doing something real in service of actual decolonisation, send me a project proposal. Otherwise, please stop messaging me.
Please think harder before taking up someone else’s time, space and energy.
You might’ve done this before to many non-white or Global South folk, or perhaps I am the first one you’ve done this to.
You might not have meant any harm, or perhaps you truly felt entitled to access my perspectives, thoughts and time — simply because I seemed to tolerate and humour you, and it felt good to receive attention from someone like me. You are not even aware of the power dynamics that exist between us, or the support we are looking to build for our corner of the decolonial movement.
