I used to hate the n word. I would get physically sick and anxious if I said I or heard someone else say it. And that made me angry, because that's weakness. So I started exploring the word, its history, its usage, and I began saying it in private, I would say I again and again, and each time it would hurt less than the time before, until I was just another meaningless word, used in conjunction and context with other words, to transmit ideas, and there is nothing wrong with the word itself, but with the people who give it such power.