I just wish I had somebody who showed interest in me. Who asked me how my day went and generally cared about the answer. Somebody who wanted to talk to me all the time, and would think about me when we weren’t. I just want someone to care about me, or to want me. And I feel like for me maybe it’s too much to ask for.
Honestly.. When PoC get to an age where they are able to deeply realize and internalize how intensely and directly racism affects them, as well as able to recognize the little racial microaggressions against them, it truly IS a traumatic experience. Its draining and depressing and painful and scarring. It can very easily make you lose the will to do anything or dream anything. And that is something that whites will never experience, thus never understand how deep this goes.