Last week I was thinking about the relationship between the private/public divide (that I no longer move between) and advocacy. I had a meeting with the other Laidlaw scholars and I was, of course, struck by how much my body has limited my experience. How my body and others’ refusal to accommodate it has cut me off from creating “community” in the way most people picture. How this is because togetherness has been defined on dangerous and unsustainable terms that’s maimed people like me. And, at the same time, I am lucky enough to be living in a digital age that has allowed me to connect to others and perform meaningful work accessibly. It is really hard to hold so many things at once and I just feel lucky to be working with histories of care at The Lesbian Archive so that I feel less alien.