To clarify for lindybadger.
KDC was my best friend throughout college. We lived together for about two years. She graduated a year before me (I changed degree programs. We would have graduated at the same time). At some point years ago, I decided I would embroider a jacket as a gift (what is now known as the Hufflepuff Jacket from hell). I’d work on it for a while, but it was a lot of work. I got tired and would put it down for awhile.
Well damn. That all…sucks. A lot.
Maybe you should start evaluating your actions and habits and start correcting them if they mirror the shit you see here.
Also a white girl (erm, woman) and very aware of the things that non whites go through, to the extent that I can be never having lived wearing those shoes.
I still find myself instinctively thinking things and then having to stop and be like “really, brain, after all the shit I’ve taught you, you’re still going to go there? Do better next time.”
Being white and fighting the racism I was taught is definitely an ongoing process. That shit doesn’t get magically fixed over night.