I’m not really sure how much more we as human beings can take. I’m not really sure how much more I as a mother can take.
Any good left in the world seems to have to be overshadowed by people spewing racism as facts. Any grammatical knowledge seems to have gone out the window because, apparently, saying that someone, be it a group or an individual, matters means ONLY that group or individual now. If you love everyone and try hard not to see race or religion and only a person’s heart, this makes you part of the problem. If you are not of a particular race or religion you cannot, apparently, feel pain for them because you don’t know how it feels. If you fear for your friends of a certain race or religion you are, apparently, clueless because you don’t feel their struggles or, alternatively, have no right to do so.
Voicing opinions leads to people unfriending or unfollowing you, spewing out facts that mean that your pain is unimportant and untrue…
My heart aches for my own 4 year old, the 4 year old in the backseat of a car in a traffic stop, the 4 year old waiting for their parent(s) to come home from a peaceful protest and for all 4 year olds whose lives are decided for them simply by the colour of their skin or the god they honour and follow.
You cannot follow someone or be friends with them simply when it is convenient for you. You cannot run away when their pain or voice forces you to look harder in the mirror or differs from your own. You cannot tell someone that they cannot feel pain for one person or group because you are feeling pain for someone different. That is not how this works. That is not how any of this works.
My newsfeed is full of people who, for some reason, feel it is ok to rationalize murder and the perpetuation of hate. I have avoided commenting or posting a status because I don’t see the point. After all, I’m just a white woman, right?