More stings than high-fives. That’s how I describe the process of doing anti-racism work as a White person. And before I keep writing, let me say that this piece will talk about the painful parts of doing anti-racism as a White person. It will talk about the discomfort of discovering (because many of us weren’t taught it) or being reminded that the system in the U.S. has been built for us literally by the backs of black and brown people, on stolen land. AND…this is not to center White pain in the conversation. It isn’t a “woe is me” story of how hard it is to be White in the hierarchy of racial privilege.