Being exposed to this kind of treatment day in day out is a subtle reminder that I will never blend into the societal fabric. I’ve heard this being referred to as racial fatigue.
Don’t assume I speak your language.
Yes, I do think it’s better to be out. It’s great to tell a group of my straight friends at a party, “You know what would make this party better? Diversity!” But like, who am I or anyone else to tell someone else, “You need to be out. Trust me, it gets better”?
Your favorite phrases are, “I don’t care” and “It’s not a big deal.”
This is a film about love, and it’s done so well you feel like you were a part of it.
We live in a time where women have been conditioned to clutch their purse, phone a friend and/or don’t even walk outside by yourself if it’s not light out.
Statistically, you are 10-20% more likely to be accepted into a UC if you are White, Asian, or Latino/Chicano. Why is this the case?
“Are you going to get an arranged marriage?”
No feeling is final, but each moment is.
What these people don’t understand is the psychological difference between outsiders and victims.