The Rozenn Garden #25
You know, I’d be lying if I said that I grew up in the streets or any impoverished area.
I understand that it’s not cool to say this, but I’ve been quite privileged.
Sure, I’ve had my issues being female and dealing with sexist pigs or at the very least the occasional stupid misogynistic comment, but I’ve been realizing that there are others who’ve had it worse than me.
I’ve grown up in a wealthy suburb in the far Northern part of Chicagoland. I was probably closer to Hollandus Landing than I was Chi-town, but it’s whatever. I never had to worry about proving my humanity or having bad things happen to me like getting profiled. I can dress like a mix between Wednesday Addams and Lisbeth Salander from The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo with no one making that many comments about me.
I want to say that I’m sorry for trivializing certain issues or not knowing what I was writing about. Please forgive me.