“Do the best you can until you know better. Then when you know better, do better.” -Maya Angelou.”
If you have been following me for a while, you may have noticed the change in page name. I’m not rebranding perse, but evolving with new understandings.
When I created this page nearly 6 years ago, I picked a name that felt like it fit. I wanted to be descriptive of how life felt, in that it can be beautiful chaos, unpredictable, messy, and fun. My goal was to look for the joy and adventure amongst it all. While those sentiments still remain, I became increasingly aware of how the word “crazy” was perpetuating ableism. If you aren’t familiar with that term, or how language can contribute to it, this article gives a great breakdown.
This has been something I have been mulling over for quite some time, and honestly, I was having trouble taking the leap to actually do it. I made some excuses to myself about not having enough mental bandwidth to do the work of choosing a new name that would still fit. I told myself that my personal and family history with mental illness might make it more acceptable for me to use the word “crazy” in my title.
I had never intended to cause harm while picking my previous blog name of course, but as a friend recently reminded me “impact, over intent”. Not meaning to cause harm is not enough in and of itself. Another article on ableist language said “People may not intend to be hurtful when they unknowingly use an ableist term, but it will hurt people anyway.” I definitely do not want to hurt people. As a neurodivergent individual, with a neurodiverse family, I am well aware of how ableism actively and passively harms us. I want to be better for my children and for the world they are growing up in.
No more excuses. I want to formally apologize, admit my mistake, and commit to being more sensitive. It is a work in progress but it starts with these steps.