Anyone.

Dear Stranger,

I am aware of myself. I have tattoo's, and stuff in my face, and I generally wear bright clothes that do not always match. You can look at me. You can come ask me what my tattoo's are and if they hurt, and what those things are sticking out under my eyes. You can say, "Nice tat's bro!" and I will thank you. You can look at my husband and treat him the same. You can look at my kids and notice how fantastically unique they both are, and assume it is because my husband and I are who we are.
You can do all of those things, but what you cannot do is assume that I am trash. Assume that because I look a certain way I am not fit to be a mom, or wife, and the same for my husband. You cannot look at me and guess the reason I look how I do is because I need you, or anyone else, to look at me. You cannot look at my children and feel sorry that they have me as a mom- that they will somehow always be judged by people like you because of me. Do not say things to me like, "You would be so pretty without all that stuff all over you." Do not feel sorry for me assuming that I have clearly had some awful life. Do not think that you need to introduce me to Jesus.
Stop judging me. Stop judging my family and my friends. Stop judging anyone whether they are just like you or nothing like you. I have a feeling, if we could all stop playing judge, (myself included), we would learn so much from each other. We would learn what it means to be in community with our peers- unity and love. This world is a mess, the least we could do as individuals is to love and accept the few people we come in contact with in our own little worlds.

I wrote this for you, but for me too.
-Brooks