Hearing the word ‘privilege’ what bears in your mind? Staying at a penthouse during vacation? First class seat on an airplane?
For some people, privilege is having 3 meals a day.
For some people, privilege is being with their loved ones everyday.
For one of my friend, privilege is being able to scream (out loud, with all of his might). It’s not that he won’t, he just can’t. And that’s bad.
For me, privilege is being able to tell what is really inside my head and heart. To share, freely.
So, what is privilege for you?