✍🏾 Never Scared to Write—But Always Clocking the Haters

I write bold. I write loud. I write with the weight of history and the sharpness of now.
But let’s not pretend I’m writing in a vacuum.

When you dare to speak truth as a Black, queer, intersex woman—especially one with range? The silence isn’t just echo. It’s curated.
And the critiques? Oh, they come costumed in “concern,” “tone,” or “just a suggestion.”

Let’s be clear:
I am never scared to write. But I am always aware that some people are scared of what I write.

Scared of voices that don’t ask permission.
Scared of narratives that don’t align with their control.
Scared of seeing themselves in the mirror of my words.

I see them. The readers who linger but don’t support.
The watchers who don’t clap but sure know how to screenshot.
The critics who swear they’d “prefer it more neutral.”

But I wasn’t made to be neutral.
I was made to be necessary.

So yes, I stay aware. Not paranoid—aware.
Because awareness is armour. And strategy doesn’t cancel truth.

So I’ll keep writing. With heat. With grace. With shadow awareness.
And if you’re reading this and it burns a little?

Then maybe you’re not the target.
You’re the reflection.

Write anyway. Speak anyway. Publish anyway.
Let them watch.

— Noamyrn Er Nair Izhaal-Newasi