its not easy.

so today on my way to our public library I was wearing a bright pink shirt, harem pants, colorful boat shoes and i was carrying a little leather pouch. i never knew my outfit was so outlandish to other people it offended them? As i was walking through the parking lot to the library, i was stopped by 5-6 big black men smoking marijuana. they looked so scary! They asked me to stop and talk to them. I didn't want to... but they insisted that i stop and talk to them. one of them asked why i was carrying a purse. i said its a pouch. Then one of them asked me "yow what are you? you homo?" i never think twice about my sexuality and who i am. i have got nothing to hide. and i said "Yes I am." After my response they gawked at me and told me not to pass by that part of the parking lot anymore. or else they would beat me up! So yeah... i was discriminated and threatened at the same time! And never have i felt so scared and mad at the same time. scared they would beat me to death when we cross paths again and mad because i never did anyone wrong! i never did anything to those guys? Now every time i see a black men dressed like 2pac my heart starts to beat so fast its like going to explode! now i just have a questions for my self.

what would i do when i see them again?