I wanted to curse them out and demand they take me back to the fucking store so I could be the angry Black woman who threatens to tear down those walls until justice is served — but my lips remained fixed in a smile that bid them adieu as they drove off with relief.
I Was Just Accosted By Security Men Who Were Told That I Robbed a Neighborhood Grocery Store…
Ezinne Ukoha

I relate to this so much. This injustice is perhaps the worst of it all. It’s one of the hardest for me, anyway. Why should I make the seeking of fairness comfortable for anyone except me? I should be allowed to be as righteously angry as I need to be. But, instead I involuntarily freeze. It’s anguish, pure anguish.

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