Discussion of news topics with a point of view, including narratives by individuals regarding their own experiences

Since the protests in response to the killing of George Floyd in police custody started in Minnesota on May 26, I have been receiving random texts from nonblack and white friends who have taken the time to apologize for not valuing me in their life sooner.

I understand the intentions behind this, but it comes off as needing me — a black person — to absolve them of their white or complicit guilt. Instead, they need to actually do the work to dismantle white supremacy within their own communities. After Oluwatoyin Salau was found dead on June 15, I became more frustrated with these messages because I still do not feel seen by these people.

Black women, black trans women and gender noncomforming individuals are being killed at alarming rates. And instead of a sense of urgency to protect my life, some people seem to be more concerned in being portrayed as a good person.

I went to a party that was supposed to be socially distanced. It ended up testing my boundaries.

I kept thinking, ‘Am I okay with this?’

Ruth Bader Ginsburg changed the country we live in. Now is our chance to honor that work.

It’s time to turn our grief into fuel for change

Coronavirus helped me rekindle my relationship with running. But it’s complicated.

When I was younger, I loved to run but obsessed over my weight