Indeed. One single racist encounter of mine ruined my past 2 decades. I can’t help but think about it all the time till this day. It’s honestly wondrous how a simple insult of 2 words could destabilize my mental health and even pushed me over the tide to harming myself seriously once, thankfully I was rushed to the hospital fast. I’m still getting nightmares every other day, the blurry face of that stranger waking me up in cold sweats (I couldn’t properly see her because it was night). I even got recently diagnosed with terminal cancer due to chronic stress, and my obesity didn’t get any better since the incident. All because some random stranger shouted me 2 random words at some random hour of the night on some random street.
Edit: The very act of writing this comment traumatized me so much that I died of a heart attack. Fortunately the graveyard is near a cell tower, I can get LTE signal.
