I don't think the protests were actually popular among every single liberal, but it was considered taboo to say anything against them. I lost several friends during this period, expressing my concerns about the protests, and more specifically the organization behind them. I was called an Uncle Tom.

My former workplace hired outside therapists to attend to us people of color, and held special town halls and discussions. Meanwhile, I was losing sleep because the local strip mall was being looted, and I had to listen to gu shots all night. I spent one night sleeping on the floor of my living room with my guns due to reports of break-ins in my neighborhood.