My indignation

The hardest part of being part of the society comes in the moment you birth. Since that instant until you die, you have to deal with the uncomfortable fact that people always have the need to label you. And that’s very weird so far.

First of all, I know that their words cannot define my life because that’s kind of my job, but it is very awkward to me to accept that they always are making judges. I know that the judgment exists all over the world and it is inevitable to get into that, but when I caught up into situations that they literally ask me things to make a judgment, and I know that they are making it, I get blocked. My mind does not work and I start to sweat and my face turns red, and that is not fair.

Do not misunderstand me, but it is hard to me to verbalize my thoughts. I mean, I know what I think and I have a posture in different themes but when people wanted to mark me into a paragraph, I feel uncomfortable. I cannot understand why people always want to put you into a box with another people. I cannot understand why they cannot do the task of know you, mix a lot of characteristics and define you as an unique person, instead of make a prefabricated cartoon of you and assume things about you because you fit in into that cartoon. I know that that is the way that you can fit in into their minds, but in spite of that I cannot understand when, one time they define you as a cartoon, they started to behave different around you, like they don’t know you or like you are not the same person that were talking to them for weeks. That is kind of disrespectful.

At certain point, it is very funny to observe that human behavior, because you start to learn that you can fit into different situations just to try to not annoy them, but that is not the way to make things right. Everybody has the right to behave the way they want, and everybody has the opportunity to know different kind of human being every day. You only have to give you the opportunity to do it! Don’t lose the chance to know a most wonderful person (or the worst) just because you enclose your mind into an archetype and assume that you know the other person when you have not had more than ten minutes talking with that person.

Wake up people, be free. Let you know them.