Sometimes my eyes would well up with tears as I read reports from across the country of Asians and Asian Americans being assaulted, spat on, stabbed and even burned with chemicals by people who associated them with the virus.
It also has given me a new sense of some of the anxiety that black people face on a regular basis.
Though the glimpse I got into black people’s experience of racism was eye-opening, my understanding of it was still limited.
As protests against racial inequality and police brutality gathered in New York and nationwide, I received text messages from some of my Asian friends urging me to stay inside, where it’s safe.
The pandemic has initiated Asian Americans like me into the experience of feeling personally endangered by racism.