Skinny, ginger, white, all are descriptions of myself that I hear on a daily basis. I don’t find any of these terms offensive, but rather realistic. In this day and age being makes me a minority. Ginger, referring to my hair of course, would just be the term my friends use for me when they need my attention. White would be the exact color of my skin. If you saw me with my shirt off you would know why I picked it as a descriptive word for myself.
I believe the social box that encloses me is the same box that encloses society; we all just tend to look at it from different angles. Between the ages of zero and twelve I traveled through 12 countries. I feel it is safe to say that the things I witnessed and experienced in every country I visited have helped shape the person I am today. Without realizing it, I was subjected to many of society’s cultures, beliefs, and reasoning’s. Seeing these things first hand at such a young age opened my eyes to new ideas on how the world and its people work. I give my parents all the credit for everything I have accomplished. The only influence they held over me growing up was to find out for yourself and to believe what you want to believe. Naturally I turned out much like them and couldn’t be happier. When I looked at myself in the mirror, naked, I started to wonder how others would think of me naked. What if America suddenly turned into a nudist colony? I’m sure another baby boom would shortly be on its way. Would we choose different people to be our friends based on what is underneath our clothing? If we did how would countries who wear clothing on a daily basis see us? Would more women be comfortable with being naked since the size of their extremities can be observed with clothing on? I would imagine a large majority of men would not be comfortable walking around naked due to the fear of comparison to other men.
When I look in the mirror I question society, just as it questions me.
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