There will be no time in my existence that I will ever look at the death of Breonna Taylor and the aftermath and say, look how far we have come, look at how much we have accomplished. I see what was left in the wake of these so-called reforms. 2020 impacted my life in so many ways that I am just beginning to unpack 2 years later. The emotional toll has been tremendous.Why must the road to reform be paved with our bodies, bones, and blood? Why must we fight through rage before we ever get to redemption? At what point will America do the right thing simply because it is long overdue to do the right thing? How long do you think feeding us minuscule morsels of justice will satiate our palates?