When Justice is Not Served…
A Brokenhearted Journal Entry to the World.
Entry 1:
My heart hurts. There are no words to say the empathy I feel for people who are going through pain in the world. Racism exists, injustice exists, and right now broken hearts exist. What do I know about racism? I can’t say I know a lot, I am a white privileged American. When will the hate stop? When will people see each other as beings rather than objects?
Today I cried because I do not know. I do not know the fear of how black individuals walking down the street feel. However, I can imagine it feeling like having PTSD, always being scared, and always having to be aware of your surroundings at all times. Being an empath and having high intuition, I know individuals who are of color are scared. I hear your cry, and I support you. I see your pain. I do not support violence. I do support peaceful justice. However, how peaceful can you be when people are being killed? After having a black president of the United States of America, I would think this would be over. But it is not! People are cruel, evil, and greedy! The face of evil does exist. Racism in 2020?
This week I have watched Youtube videos, and have seen in the news black men dying from hanging from a tree. I strongly believe this is NOT suicide. This is my cry out to the world to end the hate. I have watched “classless white girls,” accuse respectful black men and women of behaviors they did not do. So many times I have wanted to jump through my computer/phone/ or T.V screen calling anyone who is racist out. I don’t feel like I live in the year 2020. It might as well be 1920. Has anything really changed?
So as I sit here with tears in my eyes, I feel the pain. The pain is in my heart and exits through my eyes. My name means Justice… My soul speaks Justice, and I do not feel that justice is being served for the black community. Individuals are screaming at the top of their lungs to be heard. Although I have never experienced racism, I know people can be very cruel. Evil in the world exists, and trust is a 5 letter broken word of sin. My cry is to take into account someone’s soul, not the color of their skin. It is 2020, things should be different. Shouldn’t they?
I can only show support and compassion to the individuals and families affected by the evil and injustice of the world. I can only inspire hope and can continue to advocate for the voiceless and broken-hearted. One day justice will be served. One day individuals of color won’t walk down the street afraid of the white man. I can only imagine a world where there is peace and equality.
This is my cry out to the world to never judge a book by its cover, or a person from the shade of their skin. We are all human beings, we all deserve the same love, respect, and compassion.
You can mark my word that my voice will not be silent to the injustice of the world. I encourage you to speak your truth.
Be Brave. Be Courageous. Be Strong. Be Kind.
Peace, Love, Justice, and Equality for all ❤






