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To my future child,

I am sorry for how I have acted in the past – for all the action I haven’t taken, for my apathy, my laziness, my insecurity. I was selfish – and lazy and full of fear. I am also sorry for all the mistakes I will continue to do, even though I try not to. I apologize for the hurt my generation have caused you.

I am changing now I say, and have said many times before, but this time it is true. Right now I am living in the middle of a pandemic, a crisis in which I am as priviliged as I always am. Others are not as priviliged though. You might not be as priviliged.

This crisis is a turning point. If not for the world, then at least for me. I will when this isolation is over stand up – afraid, nervous, uncomfortable – and speak up for real. Stop acting, stop posing. I will join others in their fight. I will organize. I will crave justice. I will try all the ways I can to help create the change necessary. A change that will enable you to not necessarily live the life I live or have lived, but simply to live. Hopefully in a world of equity for every creature and thing. That is at least what I will fight for.

Love, Amanda

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