The act of having the ability to identify ones self in any way they see fit. The human race is very diverse. So, no labels needed here. Just people living their lives to the best of their ability with no barriers, discriminations or stigma.
The other day I read a story in the news about a little girl in middle school who took her own life. She was bullied so badly on the way to school everyday that it was too much for her to bare. If that wasn’t sad enough I continued to read the comments that followed the article. Everyone was so quick to point fingers and believe it or not they were bullying each other while arguing about why a little girl would do this after being bullied. Insane right?
The point of this is not to try and figure out why a middle school child would take her own life but to talk about ways that we could be more accepting of others differences and arm the future with the ability to love each other a little better in hopes that things like this and other issues going on in the world could be avoided.
I can’t relate to the feelings of wanting to take my own life. However reading this little girls story had me thinking about how I felt as a child growing up. I can definitely relate to feeling different and isolated. My disability is invisible, making it hard for others to know what it is like to live with such challenges and relate. I often kept to myself or just immediate family about what I was going through because other “normal” children my age would never understand. These pics are just a couple of things I went through as a child that no one could see. I lived with bags under my clothes and scars all over my body.
Some children were cruel, some adults were naive, and sometimes my community was inconsiderate. Thinking back to those days I reflect back on my own adulthood and am wondering if I’ve made others feel isolated or discriminated. Unfortunately, if I’m being honest, I’m sure I have.
I wish I could read peoples minds and know what they need from me. I want to say the perfect things so everyone knows they are valued…. unfortunately, I can’t read minds. So, what can I do to help this problem? What can I do to make everyone feel like there is no “normal” but just a bunch of differences that make us all wicked cool?
I’m going to be kind. YUP, that’s it. I’m going to live my life more conscious of the fact that everyone is different and that there are invisible factors in peoples lives that make them perfectly imperfect. We all do! I’ll teach my children this same lesson and they will teach their children and then future will be bright!
I truly believe that if each of us could live a little more sensitive to the things we can’t see and also be more inclusive of others differences, then we could have a much happier tomorrow. It starts with just one person, YOU! KINDNESS MATTERS!