Almost Disowned, Yet Survived.
Non-cockily, I am one of those brown, lightly red skinned African-Americans. Guys in my position, usually would get both of our ears pierced, with hair short/cut, or have no earrings and dreds/braids. Well, in the South men in my position have to choose between satisfying however more whites, with Hawaiian fashion ideals, or being however more Urban with Rap, Hip-hop, or Punk ways. I had chosen the Hawaiian way, so that I would not have to wear a right sided ear piercing. I slightly regret it. I was almost disowned. An urban gay, had more respect than me. People could sense, the way of a pattern I'd wear. Certain people, especially African-Americans, would making rude coughing noises around me. I can read people, real well. I had to choose between dressing as I was, wearing no right earring, or being slightly more Urban, and open, (no offense:)). So, if I wear no earrings, I'll look fully, like a funky, black red neck. God, probably almost cain't have me, lying to people, 'cause I have both ears pierced. So, one day, I went back to wearing two earrings. I will continue wearing two. Partly, 'cause I almost dislike Bruno Mars, and Usher. But It's a blessing, that God forgives. He forgives me for having cuttings, and feeling more comfortable around all kinds of African-Americans, for now deciding to be, less redneck-ish.