All Lives Matter. #EndRacism 

As I sit here eating dinner with my son, and watching his new favorite movie Cars, I can’t help but feel terrified for my child, and the world he is growing up in. I love my sons more than anything in this world (first born is not living with me but I’ll get to that at another date), and I can’t help but feel like I did them wrong by choosing to conceive and bring them in to this totally fucked up world. Now don’t get me wrong, my children are the absolute best thing to ever happen to me. I just wish that this world had more to offer them. 

This is all stemming from my husbands recent decision to become a police officer. Once he puts on that uniform he is an instant target, it doesn’t matter if he’s one of the good guys, or if he has a family and kids at home, all they see is a blue uniform, the “enemy”. It takes everything I’ve got not to beg him to choose another path, but this is what he wants. 

I know I’ll probably get a lot of crap for this, but I’m so damn sick of the Black Lives Matter Movement! It’s racism! White people are not the only ones who can be racist, people! I’ve seen rallies in my home town where there are friends of mine who are white supporting the cause, and they get kicked out and banned because of the color of their skin, when they are fighting for the BLM movement. Don’t you guys get it? It’s RACISM!!! The way I see it, ALL LIVES MATTER! It doesn’t matter what color skin you have, or where you were born, everyone matters, not just Blacks or Whites, or Mexicans or Asians. We are all people and we all deserve equality damnit! When we as a people finally realize that, I think that this world will be a much better place. I have friends who watched me grow up, watched me build myself up from living on the streets, watched me get kicked out at 15 by my mother who was strung out on meth, watched me fight to get to where I am today, and those people who watched me struggle still say I’m “privileged”. How is that privilege? I had it harder than most of the teens I knew growing up, I didn’t choose the life I had, I was dealt a shitty hand but I made it to where I am not because the color of my skin, but because of the determination in my heart and soul, I conquered it all, I dug myself out, I didn’t have rich parents to help me, I didn’t have family that would help. Hell even the family that could help, wouldn’t help. I was judged by my mothers life choices but I never let that control me, I never let that determine who I would be. In fact, watching what my mom lived thru made me even more determined to be someone that my great grandfather could and would be proud of. I went back to school and graduated on my own, I lived on the streets but with the help of my husband we got it to where we are now not because of the color of our skin, but because of the fight, determination, and willingness to do whatever it took to be self reliant and not have to slum it. 

Anyways my point is, just because someone is white skinned, or black skinned, that DOES NOT determine who you will be, you just have to fight for what you want in life, have the willingness to do whatever it takes to be the person you want to be! Don’t let anyone tell you any different, because in this life, you can be whatever you dream to be as long as you put in the work to get there. 

No race is better than the other, we are all created equally, and if we want to get somewhere in life, we need to respect everyone, not just those of certain ethnicity. 
Live laugh love always ❤️

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