Dear white people,

I mean this with every fibre of my being. Fuck you.

Speaking up about racial injustice will not ruin your instagram aesthetic, I promise you.

Speaking up about racial injustice is not brave, it is your obligation.

Speaking up about racial injustice is not about retweeting and sharing posts on your story. It's about speaking up even when people are not watching.

"In a world full on Karens, be a Jane Fonda"

The death of George Floyd has forced black people around the world, not just in the US, to deal with personal trauma. It reminds us of every time we've experienced racism, whether it was overt or implied. It reminds us of the moments we've had to fight alone, without the backing of our white friends and colleagues. So excuse me if Target gets caught in the crossfire, this is bigger than you and I.

Yes, all lives do matter, but that is not a fact. It's not a fact for Mark Duggan, it's not a fact for Belly Mujinga and it certainly wasn't a fact for Shukri Abdi.

Black people are tired. We're tired of having to educate you when information is free. We're tired of having to fight for basic human rights and, we're tired of your inability to recognise your blatant white privilege.

Your lord and saviour, Donald Trump, said "when the looting starts, the shooting starts," and you rallied behind him to condemn the lootings, not the injustice that started it. You are so blinded by your own privilege that even when a black man is on the ground for nine minutes, crying out for his mama, pleading to breathe, you still can't say that black lives matter.

Your piss-poor attempts of highjacking the hashtag #BlackLivesMatter to push your own agenda is embarrassing. We're not outraged by your ignorance, but by your unwillingness to listen and learn.

Nobody wants performative outrage, we want action. We don't need you to protest with us on the streets, we want you to protest with us in workplaces, at restaurants, in schools and in your own homes. You have to be willing to call out your own racism and admit when you're wrong.

If this offends you, then you're probably a racist. I've tiptoed around white fragility all my adult life, so I know it when I see it.

I've sat in meeting rooms feeling like I have to console a white woman who cried when I called her out on her own racism because she "felt bad."

I've been made to feel crazy when I've spoken out about racist office culture and told "we won't be tip-toeing around just because you're here."

I've felt the need to rewrite emails to not seem angry or accusatory when asked to write about twerking.

That ends today.

There is an expectation for black people to be at the forefront of these conversations, for black women to be strong but something is changing in our cultural landscape.

What you're seeing is a revolution. So, which side of history do you want to be on?