Tired of seeing hashtags followed by Black folks’ names.

Tired of mourning for Black folks whose names I wouldn’t know if they had not become a hashtag at all.

Tired of having to defend the character of my Black brothers & sisters from crucifixion even AFTER their deaths.

Tired of waiting to see if there will be another murder before I post (it hasn’t even been 24 hours between the murders of #AltonSterling & #PhilandoCastile).

Tired of trying to avoid seeing videos and pictures of dead Black bodies at the hands of police.

Tired of watching Black grief go viral.

Tired of having conversations late at night/early in the morning about how to grieve after each murder and still “keep your job.”

Tired of being afraid for my brother, cousins & future Black children.

Tired of thinking that “it could be me” next time.

Tired of being grateful that it wasn’t one of my brilliant, talented, LOVED Black friends THIS time.

Tired of having to describe my friends as brilliant, talented & LOVED in hopes that White officers won’t use them as target practice.

Tired of encouraging our Black youth to “go make something of themselves” knowing that being Black & educated still WILL NOT save them from a bullet.

Tired of having to explain to well-intentioned White folks why being Black in America is so exhausting.

Tired of being tired. Trying to survive as a Black person in America IS EXHAUSTING.

And yes, I know Jesus is still on the Throne. However, Jesus also calls us to fight for the oppressed…

#AltonSterling #PhilandoCastile #BlackLivesMatter #TIRED

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