I've never been a big fan of holding hands and singing kumbaya, but I once believed that we wanted to get to work and do our best, come home at the end of the day and enjoy the company of friends and family. Now, I seem to fight to get to work, fight with coworkers, fight to get home, get inside and lock the doors because it is not safe to even be out anymore. I feel I am in a big competition, but I don't know the game or what I'm playing for because almost every time I try to participate of become part of a conversation, I am a white, married woman with children, but apparently that privilege had rendered me untouchable.
I've never been a big fan of holding hands and singing kumbaya, but I once believed that we wanted to get to work and do our best, come home at the end of the day and enjoy the company of friends and family. Now, I seem to fight to get to work, fight with coworkers, fight to get home, get inside and lock the doors because it is not safe to even be out anymore. I feel I am in a big competition, but I don't know the game or what I'm playing for because almost every time I try to participate of become part of a conversation, I am a white, married woman with children, but apparently that privilege had rendered me untouchable.