Aug 15, 2006 12:37
Black and White... it's a show. White families become black, and black families become white. You think both sides would have their eyes opened to differences and become maybe more civil, or more respectful. Nope. This show made me soooooo freaking mad. Bruno, the dad from the white family, it was like he wanted to be called the n word... he kept saying that so much it's almost like he was horribly racist himself. Ignorance is NOT bliss people. Whether people want to accept it or not, there is racism out there. Not just in older people, but in our generation as well. I have personal experience with it having a sister that's black. Someone in the discussion said our generation is better and more open minded.... tell that to a black girl raised by a white family. My sister is not only discriminated against by white people for being black, she's also discriminated against by black people because she lives with a white family and dates a white guy. Now not all people are like that, obviously, but I hate it when people are so wrapped up in their own bubble that they don't stop to think about it. Now I was ignorant to how bad it can be when I was alone in the high school, but when my sister moved up, it became obvious that a few people can make a horrible difference in your life... and not for the better.
I only wish that people could look past skin color, ethnicity, sexual orientation, religion and heritage to just see people. The person. Who they are. What they like. Just because someone looks different from you does not in any way make someone less valuable than you.
So yeah, needless to say, the beginning of orientation for res life got me a little fired up today. At least I'm not afraid to vocalize my thoughts... most of the time.
I've been trying to write you the same letter.... but the words won't come out. Does this mean that I should give up on you, or keep trying?? Is it possible to love someone that's hurt you so bad you feel like you can't go on? Sometimes I wish I could rewrite parts of history, but I can't, and so I have to deal with that. But the second I start to move on and forgive you, I slip right back into the dark abyss. Will you provide the rope to pull me out, or will I continue to sink furthur in until I completely disappear? We all make mistakes, and forgiveness is a gift... but this is hard. How can you throw away someone you helped create??