“I am not my judgements”

I have lived most of my life in a small town where people tend to make assumptions and judgments about others who look, talk, or act differently than they do. It didn’t take long before I too was looking down on others without ever speaking a single word to them. It wasn’t until I had the opportunity to move to a new area where I was exposed to a new kind of cultural diversity that I realized what kind of person I had become.

I judged people based on their clothes, their size, their ethnicity, their sexuality, you name it, I had a box to put them in, and in my mind, none of these people were as good as me. Every day I remind myself that I am no better than anyone else. I’m not the person I want to be yet, but I have come a long way, and I’ll never look back.

I am not my judgment.