Growing up I was told that no one is better than anyone and that God created us all equally. I believed this for some time. I also witnessed my mother judge crack heads for breaking into our house, stealing what little we had and be called scum of the earth. My stepmother who is highly religious told …show more content…
When I was in my world of addiction, I thought that every culture around me had a certain disgust for me. Once I broke the cycle of addiction I realized that I am no better or worse than any class of humans, but I can rise above the situation that I no longer see as culturally acceptable. After years of addiction, I ranked myself as nothing; after progressing from drug addiction, I obtained a sense of self-worth due to judging someone in my same social class. I don’t care how morally high or low a person you consider yourself, you will always consider a certain class or culture is better or worse than yours. Go ahead, be ethnocentric it could save your life. I saved