VENTING
This morning I am filled with a mixture of emotions. As an urban youth worker I think you’ll experience mornings like these often. I write to vent and create community around moments like these. To be very transparent, I am attempting to remain balanced, not allowing my perspective to be skewed or jaded. I am fighting the urge to scream out “INJUSTICE” in homes, schools, courts, communities, essentially everywhere I go. I am feeling helpless when it comes to raising awareness. Awareness around the simple things in teens’ lives. For example, today youth in the city wake in poverty, not having more than a pair of clothes to mix and match to ensure they don’t “wear the same thing.” Students wake this morning recovering from bodily injury, after enduring a physical beating, being jumped into their gang. While we sleep cozy in our beds at night, there are thousands of homeless youth awake, having to move place to place to ensure their own safety in the dark hours of nigh