Leaning In To My White Privilege

I’m white. Apparently that gives me automatic privilege to be in the world without my intelligence, my worth, the space that I can hold, or, anything else about me really, being questioned, undermined, or otherwise devalued. Except that I am female and have a visible mobility disability. Those are two not-so-insignificant strikes against me. However, depending on who is assessing me in that moment, my white card has the potential…