I’m a Middle-Class, American, White Woman and I’m Confused as Hell

I don’t even know where to put my feelings

Photo by Engin Akyurt via Unsplash

Please don’t call me Karen. My mundane life exists without incident. I went out in public for the first time a week ago and was overcharged for my tab. I don’t even remotely care. I’m not complaining. I don’t wish to speak to your manager. I know my privilege.