To my white friends:

To my white friends:


You keep sharing this post of a beautiful tomorrow where we can all hold hands in harmonious friendship and live happily ever after, but the truth is people like me can’t live happily ever after. 


People who are Black, Brown, any shade other than white. We don’t get to wake up in a fairy tale ending tomorrow. People like me get to wake up with fear and pain in their hearts. Some of us wake up not knowing where our next meal may come from. Some of us wake up not knowing when will be the last day we see our parents, because they’re undocumented. Some of us wake up not knowing if we will be deported to a country we’ve never been to. Some of us wake up only to be killed by the people who swore to protect us. Some of us wake up to the realities of racist America, an America that has always been and continues to be, fighting against us. 


So before you post about the friendships you have across the aisle, consider how those friendships make your disadvantaged friends feel. I’m by no means urging an ultimatum — pick me or your other friends — but at least, at the very least, acknowledge that you get to have friends across the aisle, you get to wake up to a happily ever after, because you don’t live our realities. 


Politics isn’t a game to some of us, because no, some of us may not survive, let alone wake up to a fairytale. 

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