Dr. Blasey Ford’s testimony before the Senate Judiciary Committee in September was one of the most courageous acts we have ever witnessed. Despite the harassment, maligning and ridicule she has had to endure, she remains a hero for so many survivors, allies and supporters around the world. This letter is our love offering to her so that she has a constant reminder that there is enormous support for her and other survivors like her. We heard her. We saw her. And we believed her. Please add your name to our letter and join us in supporting Dr Blasey Ford

Dear Dr. Blasey Ford,

The morning of your testimony, we gathered.

Many of us gathered with coworkers, family, neighbors, and strangers.
Others gathered only our rage, pain, memories — and sat down to watch alone.

As we waited for you to arrive, we were quiet.
We remembered Professor Anita Hill.
We remembered how she was treated in that committee room, by some
of the same people you were facing.
We remembered our trauma and the trauma of our loved ones.

We remembered the times we had not been believed.
We remembered the times we had been believed, and disparaged anyway.
We remembered how long ago we’d put our pain in a box and tucked it away
so we’d be able to survive in a world that didn’t care.
We were quiet because you’d been called to open the box.
We were afraid for you.
Because we remembered.

When you walked into that room, we kept our hope on lockdown.
A woman’s hope is dangerous in a world that continues to break her heart.
So we watched the proceedings — at first, from a distance.

You looked kind, gentle, and afraid.

And then.

With all of that fear and kindness,
You Stood Up.
You raised your right palm toward that committee and you lifted your head
toward the sky and you closed your eyes.
You stood there, in front of the world, utterly vulnerable.

We witnessed you show up for duty not as a superhero, but as a fully human
woman. You showed us that the new hero – the kind of heroism called for
in this moment — is a woman facing the patriarchy with no weapons other
than her voice, her body, and the truth.

Our generation has found in you what those before us found in Professor Anita Hill:
a heroism based not on greed, ego, violence, and self-serving
nationalism but truth, vulnerability, and the courage to sacrifice one’s own safety for the greater good. When you stood there in front of us, Dr. Ford, we found a heroism we could not only believe in, but become.

Then you began testifying. You remained steady, brilliant, and brave.
You answered every question carefully, thoroughly, honestly.
When you didn’t know, you said “I don’t know,” and you let that stand.
When you said “indelible in the hippocampus is the laughter, the uproarious
laughter,” our spines straightened and we remembered that while our stories
are different, our battle is the same.
We are at war with that kind of laughter.

As we inched closer and closer to our televisions, the hurt versions
of ourselves we’d tucked away peeked out of their boxes to watch a hero
speak for them. We reminded ourselves, each other, and you — to breathe.
Our love went out to you from every inch of the globe and somehow, all
that energy connected. That day, we became freshly united.

Dr. Ford, the result of your testimony runs deeper and wider than who sits
on that court seat.

You showed a world of discounted people what courage looks like. You showed
us that survival is ongoing and that the journey, while fraught, is also
essential. You reminded us that we are neither powerless nor alone because
we have the truth ­— and we have each other.

Your sacrifice was not made in vain.
Like you did, we will continue to show up for ourselves and each other.
We will bring all of ourselves — our pain, fear, and anger — and we will
stand in front of power and we will tell the truth. Even if we shake:
we will tell our stories.

We will be grateful forever to you, Dr. Ford.
You’ll see our gratitude in our straightened spines.
You’ll see it when we march, when we walk out, when we show up.
You’ll see it in the voting lines that go on forever.
You’ll see it when you read our names on ballots.
You’ll hear it in our reawakened voices.
You’ll feel it in our strengthened siblinghood.

Thank you, Dr. Ford.

Love,

Tarana Burke, Amanda de Cadenet, Glennon Doyle, Tracee Ellis Ross & America Ferrera