How tough it must be to spend your life subjected to abuse, sideways glances, misunderstanding, just because of what you wear, what you believe or what you look like.
Muslim, Sudanese, Aboriginal, even transgender youth to name just a few. How exhausting and demoralising to know that so many people have you summed up before you even open your mouth. Enough to make you want to give up before you even try. For some, their parents have probably been through the same, or even some worse form of hell. No wonder you want to stick together with those who understand what it's like. No wonder you are angry and feel shut out, different, unwanted, misunderstood. Paradise lost.