Today I read a post on Facebook which is below this paragraph about a daycare worker being too dark to work with white children and that if anything a light-skinned black person would be a better option… Just writing about it upsets me, brings up old healed wounds of my own, well I thought they were healed It reminds me of a post of my own I wrote in 2013 after a discussion with my foster daughters regarding teasing incidents at school. They were teased and bullied for their outward appearance, not one of them had a relationship with the person who made them feel less than perfect. How is…
It has to be a terrible way to live; judging another human being over something none of us have control over. There are some beautiful people in the world, and their insides are rotten. Their hearts are in search of a beat, void of any feeling that resembles love. They go through their day looking to inflict pain on anyone who crosses their paths that goes against what they like.