I’ve been watching what’s happening in the US. It’s been a few days of feeling angry, outraged, helpless, sad, and many other emotions. Every time I feel that way, I have to remind myself this isn’t about me. This isn’t about how terrible I feel. If I feel bad when I see ongoing injustices that black people are being subjected to in the US and all over the world, how must it feel to be at the receiving end of those injustices? Today, with a broken heart, I want to say I am so