All week I've been trying to figure out what I want to say about what's going on in the world right now.
I know I wanted to say something, but I couldn't articulate what. I have a platform, albeit a small one, and for this, I need to take advantage of it.

I can't start to imagine what it's like to be pulled over for speeding and not knowing if your life is at risk.
I dont know what it's like to walk to the store and not know if my life is at risk.
But, as someone who's mixed race, I do know my life could be a lot different.

People look at me and are shocked to find out my dad is Guayanese. My mom's Scottish heritage dominated my genes, but I could very well have a lot darker skin and have to accept I wont be treated the same as other people, every day, just because of the way I look.

I know what it's like to hear my Dad say he doesn't think going for a day trip, across the border is a good idea because of the color of his skin.

I know what it's like for my parents to not be able to retire in the community they want, because my Dad isn't sure how people there would take to a brown man moving in.

I will always stand up to racism. I will always lend my voice. I will always be willing to help.