A Political Post: Discrimination

WARNING: this is the most political I have ever been on this blog. If you can't handle it. Back off. I will swear a lot. So, if your small minds can't handle it. Back off. This is also an emotional topic for me. If you can't handle it. Back off. 

 

I am looking for support NOT criticism. However, I know I can't control anyone.

At first I was going to talk about ageism, but then I realized that discrimination (against me) clearly doesn't stop there. I also have to acknowledge that I do have a tremendous amount of white privilege. I am also disabled, queer, identify as female, and I just turned 22 about a month ago. And that birthday had me thinking a lot about some of the bullshit discrimination that I face, as well as maaaaaaaany of my friends face.

Apparently, since this body and mind have only been alive for 22 years, I don't know anything and don't have any experience. First of all, age has nothing to do with knowledge and experience. Just because my body and mind are a little over two decades old doesn't mean that I haven't experienced life and all its shittiness--and its greatness. I even experience the good that can come from this stupid thing called life. Yes, life is precious. I call it stupid because there are sooooo many things that can go wrong and people take that shit for granted. People, especially people in America, take a lot of things for granted. I have also met some pretty stupid and uneducated forty-year-olds (or older).

However, I should not have to lay out every single life experience just to prove my worth and knowledge. And I won't. I am educated, I work, I have experienced discrimination because of my looks, age, and people assume  that I am not disabled because I "look fine." Fucking idiots. There are people that say I am too young to be sick. Illness doesn't discriminate, like you do. Children can get sick. Adults can get sick. Anybody can get sick. You dumb fucks.

I have the right to talk about being discriminated against by ageists, ableists, sexists, and homophobes. I can't even come out to certain family members because I fear they won't understand who I truly am and who I am meant to be.

I have been traumatized, over and over again. But there are people who are waaaay worse off than I am. Like, the children who have been ripped from their families and put into cages on American soil. Even though, there isn't much I can do for those innocent children, I have friends that have also been through waaaay worse shit than I have and I try to help them out as much as I can. I have friends that have been discriminated against in worse ways than I have and I try to be there for them because we have all got to be there for each other. 

I don't care what color your skin is, what sexual orientation you are, how gay you are, how disabled you are, what God you do or don't believe in, or if you have been through some serious trauma. As long as you treat me with love and respect--I will be there for you.

You need to get to know a person for who they truly are before you can just judge them or put them into a stereotypical category. Try to erase those categories from your mind. It can be difficult but try. I know I try. 

If you are not disabled--you are only temporarily able-bodied.

Women's rights are human rights.

Age is just a number.

LOVE IS LOVE!