Loved this. For me it was unplugging from American race discourse. I happen to see this post as I open Medium this morning and it was just how I felt. I actively now avoid most American black content for the moment so I can have positive mental day, void of sadness and tears. I will be honest, I cannot even consume more than 5 minutes a day. Everything leads back here. Exhausting. It makes me wonder — is that all we are as humans? While we cannot water down the impact of our racial predicament (and I mean everyone needs to fight towards a just and equal world), but we also have lives yo live and happy spaces to create to continue to function. I would like to post a picture of myself enjoying a Starbucks all the way in a small town in Canada and not have a random black American bomb my post with unrelatable racial comments about who is and who isn’t cancelled. It has been an exhausting and this piece captured alot of my own thoughts of the moment.

On another note — the Black American experience is but one nuanced black experience and this year was eye opening for me as a child of West Indian living in Canada. Our experiences are so different. And there are moments, like most non- American blacks, that we too have reached the shut it down point where we can absorb no more of the noise without progress. Now this growing indifference of American race discourse and the exhaustion it causes, especially looking from the outside, is the sad byproduct. And here marks my 5 minutes for the week. Peace and logging off