My privilege: I am white-passing, female-passing, have a post-secondary education, have english as my first language, have citizenship by birth and live in the United States, am stable enough in my economics to afford more than basic necessities (such as a VR headset and several website domains).
My marginalized identities: I am biracial, not male passing, non-binary gender, large body sized, and have existed the majority of my life with moderate to severe life-long disability.
My privilege, when not earned and released as a routine process, can make me blind to how I wield my power and inadvertently lead to harm. While intention matters in all of our actions, ultimately, the outcome matters the most. And the outcome in the following story is yet to be determined.
The following post gathered some momentum and discord on Facebook, being one of the most commented on posts (to date as of 3/30/21, 70 comments and counting) I've seen in my 8 months of following this group. I will not post any of the comments below, but for preserving my own development and learning as a community leader, I am reposting my controversial words here. While I do not regret the words I wrote, I still wonder if combining my callout with the community #diversityjam2021 photos was a mistake. I posted a PM to most people in these photos within minutes of posting it asking them if they too felt concerned or did not want to be involved in this post. Most responses expressed gratitude and support, and so I decided to leave it connected.
These are reflections on VR community design experiments, collaborations, and my individual user experience. How do we connect through the virtual reality medium in a way that enhances our connection with self and our real life relationships?