I want to speak to white women directly.

Not to shame you.
But to offer a necessary mirror.

Because what that reflection reveals isn’t just exhaustion. It reveals perspective.

Many of you are only now recognizing what it feels like to mother without tenderness, without safety, without the sense that society is structured to support you. You’re naming how destabilizing it is to raise children in uncertainty. You’re grieving the version of motherhood you thought you’d have.