Class traitor

I'm suspicious of people by default. When someone new enters my life extended social circle, it takes me a couple of tries several to get to know them, be comfortable with them. Which is not outrageously strange, that's what everyone does. The default option is suspicion not trust, that
s something I'm working on improving, because what kind of person has so little faith in humanity and their friends that they don't let their group expand. It's hard to have your circle expand make friends get to know people or really get into something new. Friend groups are limited and they're great when old friends are around. New friends rarely barely happen if ever. It's a tough choice but that's how things are.

This is a post about N, who I first met some time ago. Didn't know what they were about if they could be relied upon. Then we went on a tour of their neighborhood and their area, heard their stories and what they've been upto. Made me respect them as much as I've ever done anyone.

This post is titled Class traitor because that's been the theme for lots of things. In this story, the thing that made me respect them so much was their courageous act of class treason, of endangering their and their family's place in society for something that transcended themselves. The event was tragic important sad and in the end sort of fine but in the bigger picture it was nothing. Bigger issues could have been left to fight for. But they decided that was it, which was important. It's easy to become a hero when there are great things at stake. It's more difficult when you show heroism for everyday acts of aggression and injustice for which not too many people will see you as a hero. So much respect.

They've made me reconsider what I want out of life and where I want to go. Being what I am, it's unclear if it'll make a fundamental change in me, but this is to you N, for being an amazing person and a class traitor. Even though we're still kind of acquaintances that barely know each other.