Growing up, I was always an open-minded person.
I guess you could say that even though my parents left me wandering about this world of ours by myself I still think I'm pretty lucky because that helped me see it in a different way, in a way how I see people and how I critique them. I'm thinking of putting this section here as a ramble but it s not just any ramble, it's a post about me blathering because of a certain thing, either object, poem, song, movie.. or just stuff..
I introduce the "Blathering Nonsense"
This came from the song by Macklemore - Same Love where it reminded me of my past. I love how this song tackled not only Same Sex Marriage but Equality altogether. I was brought by my parents thinking everyone is equal, well not really. They're like all parents, you are the greatest one, the prettiest, the smartest. I don't detest them on that logic, that's their job! But what I did appreciate about how they raised me is that they respected me, not in a sense of sheltering or ever cowering but more of a sense of understanding that I am who I am. Sadly, society thinks otherwise. Growing up, I was bullied in my own country because of my skin color which goes to show racism does not have preferences. My skin-tone is paler compared to most Filipinos but I never thought of that as a privilege but more of a coincidence that God made my family's pigment a bit more sensitive than others. Again, society thinks otherwise.
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