Socialite

I'm not doing so well, socially, to tell you the truth. When I went to a party last night, I took a look around. In a room full of about 30 people, I was the only non-white present. Another Asian showed up later in the evening, and that was it. These kinds of things are what I notice, now more than ever, and I'm trying to break free of it. I don't know why it bothers me so much except that it speaks to a lack of other perspectives, which is what I always seem to crave. I also associate lack of diversity with the cause of misunderstanding and bigotry. But that's the thing, these friends aren't bad people. They're nice and they're welcoming. They're just... all middle to upper class white Americans. I'm trying to be respectful of these friends. I still attend, still play the part and smile and laugh at things. I just don't enjoy it as much as I used to. And I'm trying to figure out why that is and whether it's something I should be concerned about.