Safe
I am safe? I always
thought I lived a relatively safe life but recent political aspects have me
rethinking those ideas of safety I always believed surrounded me.
After the elections I felt there was a lot to unpack on many
different levels. I kept circling around the idea of where I fit in with
everything. I questioned my place due to my mixed ethnicity and how I was
raised. I’m half Hispanic but do I really feel okay with saying I’m Hispanic
when I grew up with more white privilege than others? Or since I have known small injustices
because of my ethnicity and my last name can I stand with those who have faced
more injustices. The further we get into
this presidential reign the more I still question these same questions but I
also feel more comfortable with my role in all of this protesting society.
I don’t feel safe, but not at the level of many in our
country. I feel less safe than I did a year ago and that lack of feeling of
safety is enough for me to realize that I’ve been lax in my motivations. I’ve
always had opinions on politics but I’ve never put it into action. That stops
now.
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