It Bugs Me When

*This post was inspired by a #3 worldwide trending hashtag—#ItBugsMeWhen.*

Not to be negative, but it’s rather cathartic to be able to just free all that negativity bottled in your system. Especially when there’s someone who agrees with you; and you’re able to vent to that person. And so, I vent to you.

The Never Ending Racism

It bugs me when people make racist comments. Yes, I live in a free world. Yes, I live in a privileged, considerably wealthy country. Yes, free speech is in the Constitution.

However, it truly bugs me to know that me having a different skin color carries a type of curse. I feel like I’m cursed sometimes. You should see some of the looks and comments I get for the things I choose to wear. It’s hilarious how many people believe that if you don’t care about their opinion; it may end you.

“You really shouldn’t be wearing that shirt: it might offend someone. You’re an intelligent girl, and I see your point but…”

Excuse me, no.

Last time I checked, I’m still the one that will suffer harm at the hands of your people. My people have been murdered with an illegal choke hold while saying—“I can’t breathe.”
I don’t need to excuse myself in case you get offended by legal silent protest. Thanks, but no thanks.

The perplexed looks on a face of  ignorant passerby who see me come by on commute with a dark moto jacket and dark lipstick.

If you saw someone who wasn’t a PoC, you wouldn’t be having the same reaction. I’m just black. I’m not going to try to kill you. Relax.

As for the racist comments—that truly has started to itch at me as of late. I recently was in my school and my friend had a negative encounter with a person who did make negative racist comments. Even after repetitive urges to stop.
I’m pretty damn tired of it.

The Atrocity That Is Homophobia

It bugs me when I hear homophobic comments and slurs utilized as “jokes.”
No.
Just no.
It’s never a joke. It’s never okay.
It’s ignorant; and it oppresses a valid, important group of people.

If people happen to struggle with their sexuality, or may be heterosexual but bullied for liking something that’s against the narrow minded compartmentalization of things…
Did you ever think of how much harder it becomes for that person with the hostility they are faced by people “just playing around”? 

Don’t Even Get Me Started With The Alpha Male BS

It bugs me when I hear the sexist comments. It’s hard to be a woman in this world. I get it, boys, I’m female.

I truly do not understand what about this is perplexing to your narrow mind.

Is it my achievements that perplex you?
That I don’t bow to your feet?
That my dress is not what you expect or desire because it’s not that of the traditional female?
My bad—I forgot you were what made the electrical circuitry of my brain fire.
You’re not? Then since when do you have the supreme control?

Oh I just can’t stand those “alpha males.” Ugh. The “manly-man” I’m in control, you will cook for me woman cliché of a man is getting old. It’s been old for the last decade, actually. Just in case you didn’t receive the memo.

What are some things that tick you off?

About The Blogger

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Wesaun is a teen book lion. She’s also an art enthusiast: poetry, theater, and fan art, as well as paintings/drawings. She loves to be overenthusiastic over books and authors.

You can find her at her Twitter: @epicbooklover.
You can also try her business
email:
oreosandbooks70@Gmail.com.

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