Man In The Mirror
These past few weeks, the brokenness of the world has become more and more evident. I have seen heartbreak and frustration. I have seen destruction tear apart this country. It is heart-wrenching to watch. It is difficult to see the good in a time like this where people are in pain because they feel unseen, unheard, and unknown. I have been contemplating how to approach racial issues. I always felt that my input did not matter because I am a 20-year-old white girl who has grown up with a lot of privilege. When it came to a time where I had the potential to insert my opinion or beliefs, I would choose to stay silent because I was afraid of the judgment I would receive for not being educated or knowing the struggle, so I would listen. These people were right. I do not know the struggle, and I will never pretend to. I can empathize, but I will never fully understand what it is like to be a black person here in America. In all honesty, I have a lot of mixed emotions about everything th...