Recently, I’ve been thinking about how the issue of race and racism is so complex. Every possible slight, perceived condescension, and numerous acts of disrespect make you wonder if and how race played a part in the incident. You never know for sure sometimes. But you always have it as a possibility. Then when you try to process it with other people, especially people you think would relate, and the response is of resistance, dismissal, confusion, or indifference, Then you wonder if you’re just plain crazy or on crack. The easy thing to do is not think about it and just act like things are ok. In our society, there are so many rewards for those who just assimilate and just go with the flow. But if you decide to actually think deeper about race and racism, there is definitely ways you don’t feel supported and just feel lost in translation. Even though I feel crazy, which leads to me feeling even more insecure about myself, it’s a still worthwhile effort to wrestle with and act on issues of race and racism, or at least I keep telling myself that.