Just thinking about 2007 now that we’re ten years on from it. I’m moderately more of an adult now than I was then, but I miss a little bit of my carefree shenanigans and not feeling weighed down by everything. I don’t even know if I’d really recognize myself from then, but it’s nice to flip through my online photo albums and realize what a difference a decade makes.
Talking about systemic racism is a hard conversation, even more so when you’re talking about its effects in a community that is already marginalized. Trying to point out the intersections is often met with resistance and constantly exhausting for those who it most affects.