Naomi, a Black woman in her late 30s, stood at the bus stop, anxiously glancing at her watch. She was a skilled surgeon, someone who dedicated her life to saving others. The hospital where she worked counted on her today, just like every other day.
Despite her calm demeanor, Naomi felt the weight of exhaustion. Long shifts coupled with the burden of constant racial microaggressions left her weary. She straightened her coat, determined to make it through another demanding day.
As the bus approached, she stepped forward, relieved that it wasn’t running late. The doors opened with a mechanical hiss, and she prepared to board—but something stopped her. A firm hand extended from the driver’s seat. The driver, a white man with a…..Read Full Story Here………….
