Dear Beautiful Black nurse - Keep your head up - Tomorrow is another day
This has been the hardest time ever. I feel that my head is going to explode. My feet are walking, not with a pace of haste but with a foot drag because what is the point? It is like going through the doors of no return. My hands are moving but just enough to make sure I can pay my bills. I can manage only at the thought of getting another pay slip. But is that wage worth it? The workplace is dangerous. I am exposed to subtle and direct racism and discrimination from my colle
