“You’re too sensitive.”
“Geez, I never knew anyone could be more sensitive than you.”
“Holy crap, you’ve got to stop being so sensitive!”
I grew up thinking that there was something wrong with me. One of my cousins constantly reminded me that sensitive was bad and I was too much of it. No one ever stood up for me and many joined in, so I assumed that they all agreed.
Looking at it now, I realize I was not the one with the problem. My cousin wanted sanction to make fun of people and causes I felt strongly about. My anger at his contempt was what he called ‘sensitive’.
He made fun of people with disabilities. He mocked immigrants. He threw scorn at women. He derided liberals. Poor people. Aboriginals. Muslims. People with university degrees. Environmentalists…
All those years I thought I had a problem. I didn’t! I just happened to care about those people. Many of my close friends fit in the favourite groups to mock. When I stood up for them, the tirades almost got worse. It wasn’t just him making those comments, he was just the loudest.
So, yes. I am sensitive about contempt shown towards ‘other’ groups. Contempt leads to huge injustices.