To the “Friends” Who Never Reached Out to Me in the Aftermath of the Atlanta Mass Shooting
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I never thought that the aftermath of the Atlanta Mass Shooting would leave me with lifelong scars, fear, and paranoia. It felt like I was constantly being stalked and observed by the outside world, yet no one was there to comfort me. As more hate crimes plagued the community, I felt more and more alone as those who I thought had cared about me never even checked in to ask if I was okay. The same people were silent about the rise in anti-Asian violence but took to their social media pages to display performative allyship during the height of BLM in the summer of 2020.
To the “Friends” Who Never Reached Out to Me in the Aftermath of the Atlanta Mass Shooting
To the “Friends” Who Never Reached Out to Me…
To the “Friends” Who Never Reached Out to Me in the Aftermath of the Atlanta Mass Shooting
I never thought that the aftermath of the Atlanta Mass Shooting would leave me with lifelong scars, fear, and paranoia. It felt like I was constantly being stalked and observed by the outside world, yet no one was there to comfort me. As more hate crimes plagued the community, I felt more and more alone as those who I thought had cared about me never even checked in to ask if I was okay. The same people were silent about the rise in anti-Asian violence but took to their social media pages to display performative allyship during the height of BLM in the summer of 2020.