I Was Raised to be a Racist
I dragged myself out of familial racism. I was in the middle of some of the worst of it. This is what I learned.
Racism is:
the inability to tolerate discomfort
No self awareness
Not being able to selfsoothe
A lack of a strong internal sense of self that isn't rooted in hate which then creates a lack of selfactualization outside of racist tropes
An inability to sort out general information using a basic logic familiarity
No distinction between external fears & internal biases
A difficulty in changing perspective which translates into being trapped which all creates a self identify rooted in the persecution of others
Internally understanding these actions as wrong means that they will always doubledown because to do otherwise would dismantle their entire self
But repeating this process is unsustainable.
This is where we strike. By not striking. By offering an open hand.
Come build yourself based on virtuous behavior, kindness, & vulnerability. We'll make room for you to ask yourself the hard questions & be there when you come up right.
Racism is ashes.
Cooperation is life.
There's others like us. You won't be alone.
It's like an addict going sober.
I know its what you know now but there's a beautiful fear free world of love & kindness & we can make it better together.
Cuz there's another side to this coin & that is time is running out on racism. There is going to be a wall but not like they think. It's a wall of people who won't allow this anymore. Come to the right side of history now. Because not much longer will there be a chance.
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