As I write this letter to you, I am feeling so many emotions after reading about the decision from the Grand Jury that your killers will not be punished for the crimes that they have committed. I could not imagine what your family and friends are going through. This is something that I have worried about for myself, my family and friends for a long time. Since I was little, I was taught that the color of my skin mattered. I was taught that the color of my skin could bring hardships. I was taught that the color of my skin could bring harm to myself from others.
I am angry that advocating for Black Lives to matter is looked at as unprofessional. I am angry that advocating for change is not important to all. I am angry that there are police officers that can kill non-threatening unarmed Black people in America and get away with it. I am angry that Black Lives do not matter in a country that we built.
I am tired of the police killing us. I am tired of the police not protecting us. I am tired of being scared. I am tired of reading another hashtag. I am tired of pleading with people that Black Lives matter. I am tired of being tired. I am tired of being afraid that I or someone I love will become another #JusticeFor_____.
I am so sorry that people have profited off your death. I am so sorry that you won’t grow old. I am so sorry that your family and friends are going through this. I am so sorry that you’ve become just a hashtag. I am so sorry for the many other victims throughout the years, who have had their life ended. I am so sorry for the recklessness of the police department.
I am hurt that your life was taken so soon from this earth by the same individuals that are sworn to protect you. I am hurt that black people around the country are not protected. I am hurt that our lives are deemed as less than valued. I am hurt that advocating for black lives to matter, makes us “thugs”. I am hurt that I have written this letter to you and that you’ll never read it.
A Hurt Black Woman.