I haven't really revealed much of my actual personality on here in all the time I've been here, but I decided I would open up a bit.
So nothing in particular sparked this, but just life in general. I am sick of all the judgement that pours down upon me for thinga I cannot control. I am not an oppressed minority, I am no singled out person who has done something to paint a target on their forehead, no, I'm a simple teenage white boy. Only, in many ways. that's just as bad. Despite everything I do, despite all the effort I put into helping people, being constantly cheery and optimistic, despite always being there to comfort people, regardless of if they are my friend or my foe, I am always seen as the typical sleezy, drug ingesting,nude swapping, cat calling sterotype until people understand ne. Which they never do. I help a child in the street, brighten their day, and crack a joke and a smile and the only thabks I get are a scolding glare and the kid gets jerked away from me. I try to assist random people I encounter on the streets with their heavy boxes or opening doors or the like and I am refused while those I offered my services to glare at me and ponder what game I could be playing.The other day, I saw I woman removed a poster which had been taped around a pole using packaging tape. She was clearly having trouble so I helped her get it off the pole. She gave me a puzzled glance and asked what my name was and what was I doing and what was in it for me. I simply sighed, pulled up the cuffs of my jacket, and walked on.
I want people to stop seeing who I am and watch what the hell I'm doing. I am not like the others and I just wish others would understand that before suspecting nefarious intent. There are good people in this world and it's not their fault that some of them happen to be adolescent male members of the white race. So stop just taking a single look and passing your judgement.
That was all.