Reading “Oppression” by Marilyn Frye really opened my eyes and made me realize that I have privilege. Privilege is something that so many people around the world unfortunately don’t have or don’t experience it. I am now aware that I automatically have privilege because of what I look like and my skin color. I have close friends who don’t experience the same privilege that I do and it saddens me when I think about it. When I’m in a situation that isn’t going to well, I have to think to myself “there are people in this world who have it worse than you and can’t do certain things that you can”. Every time that I am with my African American friends and we walk into a convenience store of some kind, I notice the employees body language immediately change and they begin watching intensively. The employees automatically think that my friends will steal from their store just because of the color of their skin and not based on the kind of person they are. Being friends with black people made me realize how hard their lives are compared to mine yet we are all human so it doesn’t make sense to me as to why based on someone’s skin color, they are portrayed as something so awful. I am so grateful for the privilege I have but sometimes I feel guilty that I have it and some of my close friends that I love dearest and I know wouldn’t even hurt a fly, have to deal with oppression and discrimination. It breaks my heart that we all can’t just be human and comfortably be in our different skin tones.