Unless you got your wallet stolen, you would never know how annoying it is to have to cancel all the cards and wait to get new ones.

Unless you ever had siatica pain, you just could not imagine how un-accessible relief really is.

Unless you have lost someone you love, you would not be able to imagine what tragedy feels like.

And unless you are a minority, you can never really understand what it is to live as one, let alone to die as one.

You might think you do, but you don't.

I know because I was not a minority where I grew up.
But I am a minority where I live now.

I now know this: I didn't really understand minority back then, even when I said I did.