Lately I’ve been considering how I fit in. Or more accurately, how my blackness fits in with the whiteness I have grown accustomed to being surrounded by. My experience for the most part has been positive, and any aggressions I have faced would have been nuanced and almost unnoticeable to my previously untrained eyes. Still though, I’ve been thinking about it.
I’m very into podcasts right now. I know, I couldn’t get any cooler if I tried. But I’m into them and it’s not just because I’m old. I have found via these podcasts, the voice of the black woman I would like to be, who knows something about themselves and the struggles they face, and tackles such things with wit and humour.