The incidents of racism that I have experienced, often mistaken for white, showcase a troubling reality where prejudice is shared openly among people who believe they're safe.
As a light-skinned Black woman, I've operated as a 'fly on the wall' within white spaces, absorbing the casual racism that many white people express, unaware of my identity.
A white taxi driver once felt comfortable enough to share racist generalizations during a trip, believing my white skin equated to a shared understanding of his biases.
Remarkably, the interactions I've encountered reflect a broader societal indifference to racism, prompting a call for deeper introspection within our conversations about race.
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