From Fear to Fortitude: One Woman’s Fight for Black Boys a Year Later
This time last year, I was curled up in a ball on my bed, in tears and feeling frustrated, angry and afraid. I was suffering from a condition I coined called “MOBB disorder,” the seemingly irrational fear of a mom of a black boy that he will be unfairly stopped, harassed, brutalized or killed by law enforcement or a person in authority and not make it back home safely.
