By Paulette Orhii
Because my therapist is white but my struggles are black.
Because it did not start with me, it started with slavery.
Because it is not my problem but my community’s problem.
Because my community doesn’t understand it is a community problem.
Because oppression on top of oppression on top of my mother’s oppression seems endless.
Because I hold the pain and trauma of my ancestors.
Because I was betrayed by my brother.
Because I can’t look at my father.
Because her pain is her pain is my pain.
Because I am supposed to be strong.
Because I am not free until we are all free.
Because I have not been personally assaulted, but second hand trauma is real.
Because I want to, but don’t know how to, heal.