I donât think people realize how much of an impact this kind of support can have, I donât think everyone knows what these little things can mean to us.
It may just be me, I donât know. But every single time I see this on my dash or on someoneâs blog or anywhere else, I kind of just breathe a sigh of relief. Thatâs one more person who cares. Thatâs one more person who doesnât hate me.
Because it means so much, especially when all the media is spewing out is that Iâm a terrible person and no one wants people like me near them. It means so much because Iâm tired of people who wonât sit next to me in class, or who choose to join the longer line at the grocery store because they donât want to be beside me and my family. It means so much when I have to lift my head any time someone says the words Islam or Muslim because Iâm scared that theyâll say something thatâll hurt, when I have to pay attention to the news because who knows what so and so is saying now, who knows which of my people are being attacked now, who knows whatâs going to happen to me now.
It means so much because Iâve been given the idea that the world is against me. And a huge part of it may be, but at least Iâve been reminded that some of it, just a small group of people, acknowledges that Iâm a person too. That people like me are just that, people.
Maybe itâs just me, I donât know. But now you do, so thank you for believing that Iâm human when so many people donât.
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