Blown away. Really blown away, because I am from here, too. Until good people came into my life to help. People who knew how to help. I’m glad I mostly moved away from here. Unfortunately, I move back sometimes. This presidency has been taking me back to trauma over and over. Different kinds of it. Being snatched from our parents. Being sexually assaulted. Being disbelieved. Being powerless. Being bullied. Being pulled over by the police for no reason and searched when I was with my black friend, and how scared he was. All of it caused relentless depression. It is taking all I have to stay where I moved to. I don’t want to go back to where I am from. What I appreciate is that you have given voice to a reality I didn’t have my finger on. I don’t want to move back here under any circumstances. I think other good people may be the answer to that. I have to watch myself for isolating behavior. I can’t keep doing that.