This dream took place during the day in the city of D during the COVID-19 pandemic, and the city of D was having an event at the fairgrounds that was going to involved people speaking about COVID-19 et cetera.
I went to the event, and for some unknown reason most people with light-color skin were on one side while mostly everyone else was on the other side during the first few speeches that were about various things during this COVID-19 pandemic.
I remember putting my cloth face mask on once I realized that I was not wearing it.
Eventually people started to spread around more instead of segregate, and some of my family members from my mom’s side of the family from the state of T showed up like: my male cousin EE, my uncle EE, and my aunt DE.
At some point a female social worker with light-color skin with yellow (blond) hair started to speak about domestic violence in our city and maybe our parish before and during the COVID-19 pandemic, and she said that it was more common and worse than you would think.
She talked about her various experiences, how terrible some of the domestic violence has been, and how hopeless et cetera she felt.
She said that she felt more like a domestic violence referee or something like that, she could not do much about it, and so she felt mostly powerless because she has been trying to make a difference with little impact.
I felt bad for her and for those she has tried to help, I did not realize that domestic violence was that common in our city / parish, but I also was not that surprised because things like that would be kept more secret / hidden around here.
I woke up as she was still giving her speech.