White, privellged, and aware of it.

Grant Peters,
Orange, CA

I come from a wealthy suburb of the Bay Area in CA. I grew up in a bubble of sorts that lacked much-needed diversity to open myself up to other viewpoints. It wasn’t until my parents got divorced, and my mother had to move to a much lower socio-economic area that this bubble popped for me. I became very aware VERY quickly of my privilege as a white male. Of course, I’m also aware that this privilege is something that never leaves me, and just because I’m aware of it does not justify the problem at hand. I strive to fight with others who have not been given the same opportunities that I have. I musty use my privilege to support others in different backgrounds than my own. Most importantly I must listen, and allow others to have a platform to speak which I already have.


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