This Is Going To Be The Same

No matter where I am in the world this will always be the same:

  • People will think that I’m too beautiful and tiny to protect myself or have an IQ above 50.
  • People will always stare at me.
  • People will always think that I’m too young to do things on my own even when I’ve proven that I can.
  • People will always think that I don’t understand what they’re saying because I don’t ask questions about their frivolous chatter.
  • People will always think that I can’t defend myself even though I grew up in the hood.
  • People will always think that if I go somewhere by myself that I’ll get kidnapped or die.
  • People will always not trust me because I understand what they say quickly.
  • People will always never listen to me when I tell them what to do because I just look like I don’t know what I’m talking about.
  • People will always confuse my lack of care for not understanding or trying.

The people who know me:

  • The people who know me know that I grew up in one of the roughest neighborhoods in my small country town.
  • The people who know me know that I can defend myself because they’ve seen me take boys down and make teachers cry and get at least one fired every year.
  • The people who know me know that I won’t tolerate utter bullshit.
  • The people who know me know that I don’t waste time talking because I hate wasting time.
  • The people who know me know that when I have something to say it’s important.
  • The people who know me know that I usually make the best choices.
  • The people who know me know that I’m one of the smartest people they’ve met.
  • The people who know me know that I have a bad temper.
  • The people who know me know that I usually don’t care at all about other people’s lives, but that doesn’t mean that I lack the intelligence or abilities to care.

Later Sweethearts,
Cilla

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2 thoughts on “This Is Going To Be The Same

    1. I really don’t.
      I look up when I’m on the bus: at least 5-10 people are staring at me.
      I meet someone new that’s older than me: “Oh you’re so tiny and pretty! Don’t go [there] by yourself!”
      etc, etc.

      They always bring it to my attention and it’s the same thing repeated. I wouldn’t care otherwise.

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