I have been on twitter for the last few days scrolling and reading tweets and watching videos. My heart was racing trying to figure out what was going to happen next. I was watching people that look like me being beat and tear-gassed.
When I went to sleep at night, I tossed and turned in fear that when I woke up I would see America burning. It was already burning. I was afraid to see what more could happen after that. I never fell into a deep sleep. I woke up in the early morning just to check my phone to see that no one had been killed.
I stayed in the house all weekend, afraid to be caught up in the protests. But I can’t stay in the house forever, but then I can. The Coronavirus was still a thing and it was still killing people every day.
My anxiety has been high and with so much going on it hard not to look. But I hope people are safe. As tensions rise, there is no telling what is going to happen.