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Jessica Baliciel. Alien chick. 27 år. Mother of cats (4 stk). Forlovet med Espen siden 01/01/17.

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Dear stranger on social media


Kategori: Verden, fra mitt perspektiv // 28.08.2017 Tid.21:34 // Ingen kommentarer


We all come into this world as small, fragile creatures. Defenseless, and probably scared to death by all the new faces, sounds, and smells. Some of us scream at birth. Others lie completely still. This is the first sign that even though we are similar in looks, our minds work differently.



As we grow older, our parents will start to detect a personality; some of us sleep a lot, others do not. Some of us want to be breastfed, others will scream their lungs out until you give them a bottle. Some are eager to meet new people, others are shy.

Eventually we learn to walk and talk. We can finally use words to tell people what we prefer. Some want dolls, others want cars. Some want pretty little pink dresses, others want a t-shirt and a pair of pants. Some enjoy watching movies and playing video games, others want to climb trees and bake cakes out of mud.

Then we start school. We are taught that there is a right, and a wrong, way to do things. A classmate of mine was taught she held the pencil wrong. She drew the most amazing pictures, but no; she held the pencil wrong. I, personally, used 'the wrong hand'. Another kid read 'too slow'. We are taught that even though it works for us, it's not right, and it has to change. We are taught to let go of our uniqueness and adapt to a 'one way fits all' kind of style.

We are taught that differences are something we should discourage. That girls love pink and boys love blue. That two girls, or two guys, cannot have romantic feelings for each other. That boys can't wear dresses and girls can't have short hair, unless they're sick. We are taught these things, and we are taught that if anyone is different - if anyone is 'wrong' - they need to be destroyed. They need to learn their place. That what they are doing is wrong, and it has consequences.

So we bully. We mock people. We laugh at them. We treat them like garbage. Because that's what we've been taught to do, and that's why so many don't realize that it's a bad thing. Even worse; that's why so many people willingly hurt other people, and feel no regret for their actions, even though they know they are causing them pain.

With social media it becomes even easier to bully, because your victim aren't physically there with you, and can't take revenge. If you were standing in front of them and pissing them off, they could slap you across the face or kick you in the nuts, but on social media they can't do that. All they can do is run their fingers across the keyboard. On social media you can make fun of a person without even having to look them in the eyes.

Sadly, I've noticed people taking advantage of that. Especially grown men and women in their late 30's and mid 40's. Some even older. Whenever I comment something on facebook and someone disagrees with me, I usually have people mocking the way I look or they are telling others not to take me seriously because I write a blog. I once had a guy telling me: "before you talk about superficiality, take a look in the mirror". That one comment in particular annoyed me.

It didn't hurt me. It didn't make me feel bad about myself or question my abilities. It simply annoyed me, for the exact reason that superficiality has nothing to do with how a person looks. Even though we are taught that you can always see on a person how they are as people, that's wrong.

That fat chick in the resturant? Who knows, maybe she used to be bigger? Maybe she's starving herself? Don't assume she's just "stuffing her face" and don't care about what she looks like.

That skinny chick on the bus? Maybe she's eating like crazy but are unable to gain weight. Don't just assume she's an anorexic.

That chick with a lot of makeup, expensive clothes and perfect hair? Maybe she's the nicest person you'll ever meet. Don't assume that just because she's pretty, she must be either dumb or full of herself.

The chick who doesn't wear makeup and wears hand me down clothes that hardly fit? Who knows, she could be really into fashion and makeup, she's just too poor to afford it, and she'd rather wear no makeup than cheap makeup because she actually takes care of her skin?

That stripper in the club? Maybe she's a stripper so she can afford to take a higher education.

That straight A student? Maybe she's the biggest party girl around town. Goes crazy two days a week, takes school seriously five days a week?

That fourteen year old mother? Maybe she was raped.

 
I don't judge people based on what they look like. I judge them based on whether or not they're treating me like shit. So dear stranger seeing my pictures and telling me that I don't have a right to talk about superficiality because I look a certain way, let me ask you a question:

What's more superficial; having a face full of makeup, or going around judging people based on their profile picture on facebook?
 


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