"Sir, are you the [insert relationship here] of..." A sentence I pray I never have to hear. But what if I never get that opportunity? What if I find out a relative was killed through a video shared on Facebook? What if I get a call from one of my siblings screaming "So and so was killed by a trigger-happy officer," and I have to once again use my privilege to sway the opinion of law enforcement and the media?

Being raised by a black father, his family and my mixed siblings, I live in a very peculiar state of fear. Between my oldest sister and I having to educate our siblings about staying still when being pulled over, reciting their rights to refuse a search, and for the love of God not reaching into their pockets for any reason. Getting texts from my father periodically saying "I was pulled over today, but don't worry," or worst of all seeing the immediate change in the officers' demeanor when they see a white kid sitting in the passenger seat, I can sufficiently say that I'm sick and tired of seeing the same arguments being made in the media.

My family and I have plenty of stories of people doing complete 180s upon the sight of yours truly. Like the time we got pulled over on 410 and Broadway and the cops were looking for any excuse to arrest my dad after they saw me. Or the time we went into Target when I was young and somebody called the cops on my father because they were convinced I was kidnapped. Or every single time any member of my family and I are in public and we get those looks. What about the time my aunt and I were moving me into my dorm and we started speaking Spanish and people were completely dumbfounded. And don't get me started on the various towns across Texas.

Being white, and knowing the influence I have, it would be me to speak to the media explaining that whatever criminal record they pulled had no influence on my family member's character. It would be me having to remind those of the community who are angry not to take the same actions that we saw in Dallas, having to clear up the misconceptions made by many Americans, having to wipe the tears from my family's faces on live television. I fear that's the course of action my family would have to take.

So to the Sterling family, I am sorry. To the Brown Family, I'm sorry. To the Bland family, I send my prayers. To the families of everyone who was murdered by law enforcement who have yet to receive justice, I pray that the issue is solved soon so that no one, not my family, not my neighbors, not another American ever experiences the pain that you have.