Monte Carlo
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Being raised by a wealthy white family from Boston, I never really struggled at any point in life. I grew up with two dogs and a loving community, skiing and playing lacrosse as hobbies. My parents were rich and I pretty much just did whatever they asked me, as long as they gave me enough money to enjoy my life and go on vacation trips. My girlfriend and I met in prep school, where we lost our virginity to each other, and are still together at college. Classically beautiful, well-educated, such a sweetheart, and also from a wealthy background. I love her with all my heart, and one day I will make her my fiancé.
My family members and all the boys and girls I've known throughout my life are classic New Englanders, racist as fuck and viewing all ethnics as nothing more than dirty rats and cockroaches. To be honest, I kinda just went with the flow at the time, although it was more like I didn't even care about their existence rather than being constantly filled with hatred for them. Ethnics to me were like children in Africa—a distant problem that sucked but would never affect my life in any way.
But then I really looked at the other side. A lifetime of being met with faces of disgust and disdain, a lifetime of being treated as invisible and inferior for the ugly looks you didn't ask for and the poor parents you were born into. It would turn anyone from an innocent kind fellow into a jealous hate-filled monster.
I joined this website last year for some advice on skincare, and kind of just forgot about it. But while reading through recent posts, I have never seen a place so full of anger, spite, mental gymnastics, and endless coping just to find a reason to live. It's funny to read at first, but in the end it's all sad as fuck.
I can only imagine that ethnic women are the same way. Endless jealousy and hatred, while either becoming a violent useless animal or a mindless career drone to cope with the unfairness of it all, always stressed and furious deep down, wondering why they can't have what all the beautiful rich white people seem to waltz into without trying.
Anyways, I'm sorry you guys. Maybe in the next life.
My family members and all the boys and girls I've known throughout my life are classic New Englanders, racist as fuck and viewing all ethnics as nothing more than dirty rats and cockroaches. To be honest, I kinda just went with the flow at the time, although it was more like I didn't even care about their existence rather than being constantly filled with hatred for them. Ethnics to me were like children in Africa—a distant problem that sucked but would never affect my life in any way.
But then I really looked at the other side. A lifetime of being met with faces of disgust and disdain, a lifetime of being treated as invisible and inferior for the ugly looks you didn't ask for and the poor parents you were born into. It would turn anyone from an innocent kind fellow into a jealous hate-filled monster.
I joined this website last year for some advice on skincare, and kind of just forgot about it. But while reading through recent posts, I have never seen a place so full of anger, spite, mental gymnastics, and endless coping just to find a reason to live. It's funny to read at first, but in the end it's all sad as fuck.
I can only imagine that ethnic women are the same way. Endless jealousy and hatred, while either becoming a violent useless animal or a mindless career drone to cope with the unfairness of it all, always stressed and furious deep down, wondering why they can't have what all the beautiful rich white people seem to waltz into without trying.
Anyways, I'm sorry you guys. Maybe in the next life.