White people get so angry at the phrase, “You cannot be racist towards white people.”
I will never understand why.
Why are you so angry that you are being treated as actual human beings? You are not reduced to caricatures, but portrayed as characters. You are treated fairly, judged not by your skin tone, but by the ways that you carry yourselves, by your actions.
Why do you want to experience racism so badly? It is not fun to be mocked, dehumanized, attacked, killed, incarcerated simply for daring to exist. It is not fun to know nothing of your history or family because it was torn apart, whether through distance or death. It is not fun to hear, at every turn, comments reminding you of your lesser status as humans.
Do you really want to turn on the tv, open a magazine, watch a movie, play a video game, and not see yourself? Or, even better, to only see yourself as a criminal, as a drunk, a mocking stereotype, or as someone to be killed off? Or would you rather see fleshed out, well-written characters with lives and personalities and feelings? I know which I’d rather pick.
If I were a white person, the phrase, “You cannot be racist towards white people,” would be the best thing I could ever hear.”
Having so much to do and so much time but don’t wanna do them and just wanna lay on the couch
Sometimes in the midst of everything, I just feel like I need tears to roll down my cheeks rather than talk out the issues that I’m facing with people who don’t really need to know about my problems, and who don’t really need to be there for me. It’s not easy to pick myself up, but it’s not impossible. Everything in between is just a struggle and it’s painful to get past somethings. I’m letting go one by one. Its just taking some time because I need closure. I don’t feel numb anymore like in the past, and that’s probably why it’s taking me a while to feel okay.
You say you know how to detach yourself from another person. But when you fall in love, you’ll be in pain. You’ll feel strained. It’ll be torture when you try to restrict yourself from pursuing the feeling of wanting to be with someone. But I believe in you. Being in love with someone isn’t a choice. But acting upon that feeling is.