If you’re interested in sharing your opinion on any cultural, political or personal topic, create an account here and check out our how-to post to learn more. Opinions are the writer’s own and not those of Blavity's. ____ It was one of those rainy Friday afternoons, and all I wanted to do was leave the office early and crawl into bed. To help the day pass, I sat in on a meeting held by one of our board members who wanted to collect feedback on her upcoming documentary. 15 minutes into the clip, I felt my heart sink to the floor between my feet. My breathing became shallow, belabored air scratching against my chest. I felt the tears heavy and hot behind my eyelids while I watched bodycam footage of a white cop shooting a Black man in the back. I waited until the lights came back on, stood up shakily and croaked out, “Do not show this footage to another Black person without warning.” Before I could even finish my thought, the board member interrupted to ask whether the clip made...
