This space aims to explore a brown woman’s journey on colonised land. I’m interested and acutely aware of inherent racism, microaggression in workspaces, white women feeling intimidated by brown women/femmes/non-binary POCs, brown women needing to prove themselves and work harder than white women at work, white men using brown women, white men being emotionally unavailable, how harmful white feminism is on POCs, and white privilege as a whole.
I am also a nurse and am continuously touched by the lives of people facing illness, death, and uncertainty. Through this sacred role, I get to see how selfless and caring nurses are, how exhausted doctors are, yet despite all of this, their ability to show up to their patients with compassion and warmth. I write about funny and sad encounters in hospitals across Australia as I continue my journey nursing in remote areas of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander land.
Oh, and my dad passed away recently, so I’ve joined the Dead Dad Club. I write about grief now, too.
Echoes of Belonging and Identity on Stolen Land 