The moment you see something with your own eyes and feel injustice with all your senses, you cross an inner border, you know you can’t go back from there.
But this struggle to do everything on our own is taxing. It's depleting and exhausting. Do you remember when the flow of the Universe was a part of you and your life?
When we talk about equality in this country, my experience has been that many white people want to focus on how far we have come, to what could be, in an almost altruistic way that omits the icky part in the middle -- white privilege.