So yesterday was a bit harrowing, wasn't it?
I guess as a black woman I should not be surprised. But it is incidentally this very shock that comforts me in a way.
Well, I have never ever ever been accustomed to pulling the race card in my life. Ever.
I really don't believe in all that bullshit- even though I know it exits.
I think my apprehension comes from an unwillingness to be identified or to identify myself rather, as a victim.