For White women who are listening and learning but still voted for Trump.

I saw you coming.

it was the night of the Vice-Presidential debate where Kamala Harris said to Pence “ I’m speaking” and the internet lost its mind, you included. I saw you the next morning sharing posts that said “ I’m Speaking ”, telling everyone you knew what an important moment it was for women, cheering these words on, and celebrating them as your own.

Ironically, on that same day, I saw you writing on Black women’s Instagram walls chastising them for speaking too “harshly”, for not being “ kind enough to you”, for being too “ loud” and sharing in a way that, in your words, “won’t advance the movement.” I saw you sending private messages to Black women discrediting their experience, telling them it should be about ALL women, because yes, then it would include you, and pleas to just recognize that you are one of the “good ones”. I saw you take a Black woman’s words and apply them to your cause, your fight with ever acknowledging that your fight is not our fight. I saw it and I experienced because you too were chastising me.

I saw you and I wanted to scream. I wanted to fight. Honestly, I almost even wrote a post to you because I knew then what the polls would show me. I’m not sure I ever got over what you did 4 years ago. And in that moment, it all came rushing…