11. Created a burner account so he could comment on The Root.

That’s exactly it. There’s that hostile vibe that is unmistakable, that feeling of “You dare exist in OUR public space? The audacity!”

You’re reaching into my soul right now.

I have always been surprised that the same incredibly professional, well-educated and civil people that I have called co-workers can be some of the most vile racist pieces of shit ever. No matter how much racism I witness or hear about anecdotally it still blows my mind.

There’s this level of comfort among middle and…

Is your hispanic fiance white “passing” ? That is the only reason she could possibly not come to a similar conclusion as you.

That’s awesome man. Good for you. Also Tweet Loaf is perfect.

All of this hit home. The comments about me being “one of the good ones” always grossed me out, and I would also laugh them off, but now, I go out of my way to make the person saying shit like this uncomfortable, and force them to examine why they thought this was supposed to be complimentary. I know people probably…

Amen, amen, amen. This is going to seem trite, but all of the anger I’ve been bottling up inside me for years made a lot of sense after the election. I think I was gardening (I had a notoriously black thumb before this year) and listening to A Seat At The Table, and Mad came on. I cried for the first time since…

I left my partner of 10 years.

I’d say I’m angrier and meaner but I’ve been a mean angry bitch since 2009 when I lost everything to the economy. I’m comforted that everybody is mean and angry along with me and willing to fight these bitchass racist motherfuckers for title to this country.

“Last November, we took stock in asking White America to confront their issues with racism and to talk to their fungus filled brethren who voted for Trump about what happens next. Many dropped the ball,”

I’m chilling.

I’m viewing 2017 from multiple angles.

The only thing that’s changed is that I view everyone and nearly everything as if it were dudes in a WalMart parking lot telling me I can swipe my card via Square to purchase his mixtape or a 50 something-year-old wearing a blue tooth and a cheap suite telling me about a “business opportunity” that I can be a part of i…

Trump’s presidency forced me to have The Talk with my Hispanic fiancee.

You have NO idea how much I needed your first two lines. (Actual tears.) I’m doing my BEST to remember and realize this in my own life because seeing, experiencing and being cognizant of what our people are suffering globally- and have been for several centuries- is excruciating. Being predisposed to depression is…

I’m angrier. I’m angry all the time, but not stereotypically so, if that makes any sense whatsoever. This fury is more refined, I guess. Like, it’s right there underneath the surface of whatever facial expression is on my face at a given time. Even when I’m happy, I’m angry..I’m at my angriest when I go to sleep…

All of this.

Anxiety has gone through the roof. Worried about health care (covered for now). Worried about never finding a job that can support me.

Myself, I have adopted a nagging suspicion that all of my fellow white people are monsters until proven otherwise. Monsters who are maybe refraining from lashing out because they don’t see the advantage in tipping their hand just yet, but that could change at any time.