Over the last two years I have had some experiences regarding racism that have truly educated me, opened my eyes to some realities that never existed for me before, and shaped my values and the way I view the world and my place in it. All in all, I have truly changed. Before I moved to this po-dunk place, I didn’t have to think about being Black, and a Woman, but mostly what it means to be a Black Woman as much as I have in the past two years. Now it seems like I see, hear, or experience something on a daily basis that requires me to evaluate myself and think about race and racism. So now I wonder if other Black Women, or Black people in general have faced the same challenges, issues, and reflect on them as much as I have. I wonder if this has moved me into the “in” group (for once in my life) or am I still an outsider because others have dealt with this before I did, and I am just now catching up? And now as I write this, it further makes me wonder why I have even evaluated the situation in this way, as if it is some sort of race.