“Being a good person doesn’t depend on your religion or status in your life, your race or skin color, political views or culture. It depends on how good you treat others.”
I am tired of being defined by the superficial characteristics that provide others comfort because they know which box to put me in.
I was born a certain way—and I have always believed sometimes contrary to those around me that the variety of skin shades is beautiful and something to celebrate.
The truth is, the topic of race, still makes a lot of people feel uncomfortable—they don’t want to talk about it, fearing that they may be seen as prejudiced.
But more importantly, most people don’t want to truly acknowledge their own thoughts and feelings regarding their skin color or that of others.
It makes people feel edgy, as if talking about race is wrong to do, yet discussing racial differences is the only way that we can understand one another and squash any lingering prejudice or false beliefs, once and for all.
Honestly, I haven’t ever given a lot of thought to my skin color, because I don’t see it as something that I’m proud of, but it’s also not necessarily something that I feel condemned by either.
It just is.
It seems there is and will always be a standard by which we are judged.
Do I act white?
Am I feminine enough?
Am I motherly enough?
Am I adulting well?
who I am is not defined by the color of my skin.
If I can be described by any color it’s in the flush of rosiness of my cheeks when I am excited or blushing and in the deep blues of my eyes, as they swim with desire when I am looking into the eyes of my lover.
These colors say something about who I am and what kind of heart I have.
The reality is, the depths of my soul can’t be defined by the fact my great grandparents came from Finland, Sweden, and Germany.
My soul is a collection of my dreams and the thoughts held within the private sanctions of my mind.
It’s in my desire to make the world a better place and to help as many individuals as I can.
I am unique because, regardless of skin color, there is no one else quite like me in this world.
And that is what not only truly defines who I am, but who we all are.
- I am not a color, and I am not a place
- we should accept our ethnicity despite social views
- History should not identify me
- I should not be distinguished because of my physical appearance