Oct 14, 2018
Sometimes I hate being white. I hate that there's such a thing as white privilege. I hate that the world is content to live in ignorance; that as long as it doenst affect them, it doesn't exist.
But most of all, I hate that I feel helpless to change this. Where do I start? What difference can I make in a world so sated by it's own injustice?
Learning the truth can only get me so far. It only makes my guilt and anger grow. Guilt for what I was born; guilt for what my ancestors must have done. Is this my legacy as a white person? A fear of blind acceptance or inhumane action?
How can I make this better?
