Depression has hit hard as of late. With everything that has been going on, it's hit close to home. I am an older sister to two brothers, whenever they leave, even if its to walk to the store, I fear for them. I hate feeling like that. I hate being afraid when my dad rides his bike to work. Or when my uncle goes down to the Strip to work. Even when my mother is out late, I fear for her too.
A few days ago, at the protests in Vegas a US Marshal was shot in the head. That same day, a close family friend was shot as well. I am honestly at a loss. I am the only black friend for most of my friends. The amount of times, they have texted me to explain the situation. It's laughable at this point.
Anyways, I don't update often. All I want to do is write, but I hate everything I write. Kinda just rambling at this point. Stay safe.
Stay educated.
#blacklivesmatter
