George Floyd: Say His Name and the Others too
At a base level, I have to trust people. I have to feel connected to something. I need to trust the organizations that serve us. But my trust is broken.
Things we avoid seeing. Exposing what is hidden in a blind spot is often painful, but always illuminating.
At a base level, I have to trust people. I have to feel connected to something. I need to trust the organizations that serve us. But my trust is broken.
Cruelty continues. It all started because the $20 bill George Floyd presented was perceived to be fake by the cashier.
Broken Trust: When someone says, “the numbers are wrong”, trust is shaken and doubt takes over.
Blame, shame, disapproval and abandonment. A not-so-delicious cocktail of emotions designed to take me out of the game.
It got weird when a couple of dudes stole a pallet of toilet paper. 600 rolls!