Seeing my own brother being discriminated against because of his choice of hoodie really opened my eyes to a type of discrimination and stereotyping that I had previously been oblivious to. I always grew up with an accepting mindset of others; I was not exposed to seeing people mistreat one another based upon identity and image. I grew up in a family offering a diverse variety of behaviors, and since I love everyone in my family equally, being different did not look like a sin in my eyes. I did not think that people expressing themselves through appearance or …show more content…
I am a captain on the varsity cheer team, I get good grades, I fit the stereotype to a T. Yet I am also one of the kids who has seen first hand the scarred mental thoughts triggered by what so many kids have been told their entire life: they need to fix themselves. I am someone who has seen a loved one put their well being at risk through self-abuse because the desire to care anymore has been diminished, and their capacity for joy has collapsed.
The choice a teenager makes when they get up in the morning as to which hoodie they wear should not have the power to dictate how they will be treated the rest of the day. However through experiencing both sides of the spectrum, I have learned that living a life with an accepting mindset of everyone who comes my way is what brings authentic peace and harmony, and hopefully to others I encounter as