Read Sharing Our Stories of Survival: Native Women Surviving Violence Online
Authors: Jerry Gardner
Partner abuse/domestic violence/abuse occurs in same-sex couples in much the same way as it does male-female couples. However, in LGBTTQQ relationships, the abusive partner will often threaten to “out” their partner if they aren’t already out to friends, family, and co-workers. If you come from a small community, it is hard to find support, especially if you share mutual friends. If the nonabusive partner has children, there is fear that Children’s Protective Services will take them away because of not only of being LGBTTQQ, but also because of the violence.
Although the majority of LGBTTQQ relationships are healthy, safe, and nurturing, it is important for the LGBTTQQ communities to accept the reality that abuse does occur in same-sex relationships as it does in heterosexual relationships. We need to overcome our denial in order to help people in need.
What can be done to provide outreach and advocacy? The following suggestions may be helpful:
Often we may be asked why we need to be inclusive of the LGBTTQQ community. The most obvious reason is because those of us in the LGBTTQQ community are someone’s mother, father, daughter, son, and friend. It is hard enough to survive in a world that is hateful and racist. We need our allies, our tribal nations. We should not stand alone.
My healing journey has been a struggle and often painful; however, I am seventeen years clean and sober. I have regained my sense of pride as a Tlingit and two-spirited woman. I’ve regained the inherent belief that women are sacred to our First Nations/Native American/Alaska Native people. My journey includes working for social change through training and activism on the different types of oppression, sharing my experiences, and ensuring that the voices of LGBTTQQ aren’t silenced.
As mentioned in the beginning of this article, writing this is terrifying for me because I am outing myself. I know I will be faced with rejection and hostility, but I am hoping I will also gain allies and friendships will become stronger. It is important for me to be true to myself. And even though this is terrifying for me to share about being two-spirited, I feel an overwhelming sense of freedom.
Questions
In Your Community
Suggested Further Reading
Balsam, Kimberly F., et al. “Culture, Trauma, and Wellness: A Comparison of Heterosexual and Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, and Two-Spirit Native Americans.”
Cultural Diversity & Ethnic Minority Psychology
10 (2004): 287.
Brown, Lester B., ed.
Two Spirit People: American Indian Lesbian Women and Gay Men.
New York: Haworth Press, 1997.
Jacobs, Sue-Ellen, et al., eds.
Two-Spirit People: Native American Gender Identity, Sexuality and Spirituality.
Urbana: University of Illinois Press, 1997.
Wolf
Naked, lying in the snow waiting to die
Not a book beginning
A moment exhaustion lets her believe
This is enough
Here is where she will die
As she waits and fades
Mind wandering
Body cold, stiff
Exhaling her dreams
Seeing them float away with her breath
She hears a voice
“Come on sister, get up”
“Now is not the time, get up”
Eyes shifting, pupils narrowing
Searching for unseen voices
There stands a wolf
looking at her, yellow eyes peering
“Come on sister, get up”
“Let’s walk”
“Come on, I’ll walk with you”
Cold joints protest movement
white snow cuts dry brown skin
slowly rising against a winter sky
not believing what she is seeing/hearing
but she knows
mitakuye oyasin
Her relative has come for her
To take her to the other side
“Come on sister, come with me”
She follows, she’s going to go home
Ready for the journey that hasn’t come
“Come on sister, walk with me”
Three steps behind she stumbles
Walking is not helping
The cold added to the pain
Already embedded between her legs
She wanted sleep
Allow darkness to surround her
Let herself drown in the sea of stars above
To erase everything she remembers
About how she got here
How she came to be naked in the snow
Her cousin tricked her
Stuck in a truck moving too fast to jump
Taken to a remote area too far too scream
Abused and raped amid fresh snow
That is when she ran
He got up for just a second
It was all she needed
Bare feet running through crunching snow
That is how this wolf found her
A tired escapee
She falters again
“Come on sister, come with me”
Wolf knows she is not done
“Come on sister, run with me”
“I’ll stay with you, run with me”
Legs moving faster
Lungs expand and oxygen breathes new life
And she wants to live
Then it was enough,
Too tired to continue
She laid down again
“Sister, I’ll stay with you”
Wolf stayed until the lights hit their bodies
Last seen standing near her
“I am with you” as wolf backs away
A forest ranger has found her on a road they never use
Running towards her with a blanket
Thankful,
mitakuye oyasin,
for his decision to check this road, this night
Coya Hope White Hat-Artichoker (Lakota)
III
ADVOCACY
How Madwomen Survive
I come from a long line of madwomen and of this, I am proud.
Strong women
with determined resiliency,
open minds, and hands that knew no idleness.
A great grandmother who became accustomed
to the whiskey-colored breath of strangers
in order that her children be fed.
A grandmother who captured and killed
the white chickens of neighbors
for the same reason.
And a mother who tried and failed
and tried and failed
and tried and failed
and tried and failed to understand the reasoning
behind the lies of men
who said they were her lovers.
I come from a long line of madwomen and of this, I am proud.
There is a difference in madness and craziness:
Craziness causes one to twirl and twirl until a great breath sucks
her spirit home leaving her mind and body to laugh on their own.
Madness allows the mind and body to function
while the spirit dances
to the heartbeat of the stars.
I come from a long line of madwomen and of this, I am proud.
Women who folded their shame
into the gathers of their pride
wrapped them both around their ankles
and continued to dance, letting everyone know
they were not afraid to dance backward
if it meant survival.
I come from a long line of madwomen and of this, I am proud.
MariJo Moore (Cherokee)
Chapter 11
Introduction to Advocacy for Native Women Who Have Been Raped
BONNIE CLAIRMONT AND SARAH DEER
T
here is no single word for rape in any Native language. Many historians, elders, and researchers believe that rape was either nonexistent or very rare prior to colonization. For this reason, there has been no traditional response to rape within Native communities. Regardless, many Native traditions include values such as helping others through crisis situations and hard times in a good,
holistic
way. It is important to incorporate these traditional beliefs and inborn intuitions into the response to contemporary sexual violence. However, working as a sexual assault advocate is not something one is merely born into—it takes study, practice, and prayer to become an effective advocate. This article is not a substitute for training (in some locations, persons working as sexual assault advocates must participate in at least forty hours of training), but provides an overview of some of the basic skills that are helpful in responding to Native women who have been raped.