I don't have to worry
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Every day I wake up and the first thing I do is make myself a cup of tea. There's always tea bags in the giant jar by my electric kettle. There's always water flowing from the taps when I want it. The kettle turns on when I click the button to boil water. And outside the odd power outage or I'm broke until payday tomorrow, I don't have to worry about any of things not being true. As hard as things have sometimes been for me, and as embarrassed as I've been to go to food banks on occasion or take a grocery trip from a friend, there was always something.
I don't have to worry the power won't be on.
I don't have to worry there won't be water.
I don't have to worry there won't somehow be food.
I don't have to worry that the hospital not five minutes from where I live won't be there tomorrow if I need it.
I don't have to worry about being harassed going to, or being in, a place of worship during the most sacred days of my faith.
I don't have to worry about someone bolting my front door shut because I'm no longer allowed to walk down the very street on which my house sits.
I don't have to worry that a hellfire missile is going to split my home in two.
I don't have to worry that someone in a uniform is going to rifle through my home and mock my most intimate possessions while I'm fleeing for safety.
I don't have to worry about what road I drive on because of who I am.
I don't have to worry about tens upon tens of thousands of trees that have existed for centuries, and upon which I rely for food and livelihood, will be burned to the ground for spite.
I don't have to worry that I won't be able to get through half a dozen daily checkpoints to access work or school.
I don't have to watch myself or my loved ones starve to death while the world watches it like it's the next episode of a gruesome dystopian horror.
I don't have to worry that I'll be carrying a cousin's child to the hospital because someone's put a kill shot to the back of their head.
I don't have to worry that the bodies of my loved ones will be stolen for parts or dug up and desecrated.
I don't have to worry that my family will be targeted and killed for the heinous crime of me trying to tell the world what's going on in my home.
I don't have to worry that I'm going to be zip tied and bulldozed while alive.
I don't have to worry, but they do.
And every single day I experience more shame than I can possibly voice about what we allow, and perpetrate, upon people with no real ability to fight back because we've allowed it all to be stripped from them.