Laugh, Cry, and or Curse It All If You Want
So we are now a week removed from the Derek Chauvin case and him being guilty, guilty, guilty. I can still remember how it felt like time stopped as the verdict was being reading. Afterwards? I’m not sure what I felt/feel exactly. A lot of emotions and what do we do with them arose. My Black family, my Black chat groups, my Black peers, and everybody Black was feeling it. I’m trying to make sense of it.