[On me closing the shades in class, after arguing with me about it for like five minutes]
Bitchy Girl: It's just that's not really fair to the rest of us.
...she, then, proceeded to open her shade when I wasn't looking.
This is probably why I spent 21 out of 22 years of my life not talking to other human beings.
That really fucking hurts that she'd say that to me. How could anyone say that to another human being? As if my life just doesn't matter at all. I didn't even know what to say to that... It's all I could think about for the whole two hours and forty minutes. And it's all I've really thought about all day today as well.
I don't understand why people are obsessed with having the shades open, probably because I never have been able experience that, but for me to explain that I have a physical disability where I need to avoid all UV light (Again, this is not the first time I've been confronted about closing the shades in this class), have her still continue to argue with me, and then finish by saying that... just really fucking hurts.
I don't want to have to keep defending myself to everyone all the fucking time for the rest of my life. I didn't ask for this. I don't want to have to walk in and have people stare at me while I close the shades, either, by the way. It's bad enough I have to live this way, but to have to constantly defend why to complete strangers... I don't see the point. Where does she get off thinking she can argue with me about that anyway? Nazareth College has even entitled me to close all the shades in my classrooms...
It's just that I know that I'll run into more people like that. And I know I will. It's as if having to live like this isn't enough.... these people need to make it even harder for me. I mean, I already live in a world that really only caters to people who are not light sensitive. There aren't even shades in the dining halls.
People, should not try to push me to do things that are unhealthy for me. I really don't understand why they seem to think that's okay... I mean, no one would really tell someone in a wheelchair they needed to walk somewhere. But yet, somehow, they think if they argue enough I'll give in and get cancer for them... ((because that's really worth it)).
And this really isn't even me going through an angsty, "Why me?" kind of thing. I just wish people weren't such douchebags to each other...