[Ed. – Were you aware you had one black friend? More importantly, were you aware that that friend was full of advice on how to stay mad, which any psychologist will tell you is an unhealthful goal?]
Since the death of George Floyd in my home state, my life has been upended. In the beginning, my phone was buzzing off the hook. My friends, my family, colleagues, acquaintances — even the lunch lady and teachers at my kids’ school — were all checking in. What’s more, they were all asking for advice: What can they do to help? How do they talk to their kids about racism? What action can they take today?
The onslaught of questions lasted for about two weeks — then it went radio silent. People stopped reaching out and they seemed to just move on with their lives.
I haven’t moved on. I have been asking myself: How can I keep my family safe; how did I get nominated for the task of giving advice to everyone; why have they now seemed to stop caring?
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