When discussing race, I am white.
When discussing feminism, I am male.
When discussing sexuality, I am under the radar.
When discussing gender, I am cis.
When discussing poverty, I am rich.
When discussing discrimination, I am privileged.

But outside discussion, and outside the paradigm,
I am none of those things.

Ultimately, I am human.
Ultimately, I am loving.
And like all loving humans, I am very, very angry.