I need a new dream…

Let me start this by checking my privilege. I am an able-bodied, college-degree holding, employed, middle-class male. This is my perspective. I’ve written at length about what my Black experience means to me. My journey of coming into my blackness, being validated by people I respect in my community and what it means for me…

enough.

Let me set some context for this post. This is written from a place of longing to belong, a place of wanting to fit in, a place of searching for being ‘enough,’ and a journey to community. This is personal. This is emotional. I haven’t gone here before.