Posted by The Verge on Friday, February 10, 2019 10:39:04A friend of mine who works for the local newspaper is known for his friendly attitude towards everyone, but one evening recently, I was talking to him about his favourite movies, when I suddenly realized he was acting out some of his own prejudices.
It’s not unusual for people to act out prejudices or even hate on others.
I’ve heard people say things like, “I don’t like black people, so I’ll never watch anything with a black lead,” or “I hate Jews because they’re not like me.”
I don’t know why, but I started feeling a little anxious.
When I realized I was acting like I was a racist pig, I started laughing out loud.
I immediately thought, this is so ridiculous.
What is wrong with me?
I didn’t expect to be attacked or insulted, and yet I was.
After all, I’m a nice guy who would never hurt someone I didn’t know.
I didn: I didn.
But that didn’t stop me from being a bit confused and upset, as my friend and I were talking about the movies that were currently playing at the cinema.
A few days later, we went to the cinema again, and again, I became a bit nervous.
Why am I acting like this?
And why does this person not seem to understand that I’m not just being polite?
I’ve always felt that I could use some good-natured ribbing, but this was the first time I had ever felt that my friend was trying to push his own feelings onto me.
I felt like I needed to be more assertive.
When the film arrived, I got a good look at it and realized that it was a film about a woman who had been kidnapped by her abusive husband.
I didn, however, realize that the film was actually about my friend’s abusive husband, and not his son.
I wasn’t aware that the father of the kidnapped woman, a man named Paul, was a former cop who was also a police officer.
He had an affair with the kidnapped mother, and when she tried to get back with him, he killed her.
My friend and the woman who was kidnapped were in the same room when the kidnapping took place, and they were separated after the shooting.
So they were very close to each other.
But it’s hard for me to imagine how that could happen.
When we started discussing the movie, I tried to explain that my wife was kidnapped and her son was in the film, and she felt like she was being bullied.
But my friend just shrugged and replied, “Don’t worry, it’s all in your head.
She just likes the movies.”
It was only then that I realized that my anger was actually directed at my friend.
I thought, what kind of a jerk does he think he is?
And now, I feel even worse.
My friend doesn’t understand what I’m feeling, and it’s really hard to imagine him not being affected by this experience.
This week, my friend is currently in a mental health unit at a mental hospital, and we’re still trying to sort out his emotional state.
He told me that his father was a cop, and he was taught in the police academy to not get involved in a person’s personal life, but his dad did.
So, my son was the one who was in this movie, and the movie was made about him.
My other friend is the one that I think is really angry at me.
But this is just a small taste of the emotional toll I will be taking, and I’m hoping to change my behaviour in the coming weeks and months.
I want to talk to him more, so that he doesn’t act like a racist.
I want to try and understand how I am acting like that, so he doesn to.