I am always carefully choosing my words because the one thing that I am NOT is prejudicial. I love people of all ethnicities, races, faiths, sexual orientations, etc. However, I've been in a few situations where people I work with or talk to will take what I say and twist it so that I sound like the bad gal. As a result, no friendship is formed and more negative feelings are spread. It bothers me that I cannot say what I wish to say without having to worry if it will be taken the wrong way. (and I do not mean to say that I want to say borderline prejudicial comments. That is not in my nature. I just don't want my words to be twisted to mean something totally opposite of what I really want to say.)
I cannot help it that I'm white, just like others cannot help it that they are black, tan, brown, yellow, red, gay, straight, etc. I am not responsible for the actions of others in the past but for my own actions in the past, present, and future. I have never committed a hate crime, shouted out hateful words towards others, or condemned anyone for being different than me. I have never advocated for the restriction of human rights but rather fought for all people to have the same basic human rights as everyone else. I will proudly stand by my sisters and brothers and fight for their right for gay marriage. I will stand by anyone who is being wronged and help them rise above the hate and prevail.
I just wish that those who are classified (by the government and society) as being part of the minority will stop assuming that because I am white that I secretly hate them for being different. If you give me a chance you will learn that I am far from hating you for what you are. If I don't like you it will be because you did something hateful or hurtful that makes me not like you. What you look like or who you date is of no concern to me.
Just let me show you who I really am.
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Yep. I hate when people say, "You probably wouldn't know anything about that." You'd be surprised.
In my old apartment complex, there was an elderly white lady with a Southern drawl. Hearing her, and knowing the area, you could easily assume she was racist and scared of young black people (i.e. me). Turns out, she was from Indiana and marched with MLK back in her younger days. She even disobeyed her parents to cut college classes to do sit-ins and got blacklisted from jobs, all for people like me and my parents to have equal rights. You just never know with people.
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