Growing up, my mother was very prejudiced. Mostly against black people. She did not like them, she thought she was better than them, it was horrible to me as a child.
I used to think what if I was who I am, everything the same, but my skin was black? I had no choice on the matter of my skin color. And yet people would never know me cuz they could not look past my being black. I am impressed I came to those conclusions at such a young age!
Now, of course she did not like gay people either. But this was different for me, I thought gay people chose to be gay, so they were bad. It was not like black people that had no choice ........gay people chose to be gay.
It was not until I got to be an adult, away from my Mom's thinking, AND religions teachings, that I felt the same way about people being gay as I did about people being black.
What if I were gay and no one got to know me cuz all they saw was a gay person?
Funny, when me and my sis watched the Miss America contests,,,,,,,,,we always picked who we wanted to be. I always wanted to be the prettiest IF I could keep who I was inside!!!!
There are just things people have no control over changing.
People choose to be mean, callous, unmerciful, unforgiving. We don't choose our skin color, sexual preference, etc etc etc.
Lets not miss out on gems in life, whatever package they come in.
purps
