I donāt think people realize how much of an impact this kind of support can have, I donāt think everyone knows what these little things can mean to us.
It may just be me, I donāt know. But every single time I see this on my dash or on someoneās blog or anywhere else, I kind of just breathe a sigh of relief. Thatās one more person who cares. Thatās one more person who doesnāt hate me.
Because it means so much, especially when all the media is spewing out is that Iām a terrible person and no one wants people like me near them. It means so much because Iām tired of people who wonāt sit next to me in class, or who choose to join the longer line at the grocery store because they donāt 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 Iām scared that theyāll say something thatāll 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 whatās going to happen to me now.
It means so much because Iāve been given the idea that the world is against me. And a huge part of it may be, but at least Iāve been reminded that some of it, just a small group of people, acknowledges that Iām a person too. That people like me are just that, people.
Maybe itās just me, I donāt know. But now you do, so thank you for believing that Iām human when so many people donāt.
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